Your face has fallen sad now, for you know the time is nigh. But when I must remove your wings and you, you must try to fly. Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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3343 | 2020-08-07 12:38:42 | 104.17 | 98% |
2360 | 2020-04-25 20:18:45 | 108.37 | 97% |