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 |
---|---|---|---|
313 | 2012-03-13 00:48:25 | 103.95 | 90% |
195 | 2012-01-12 15:41:16 | 103.60 | 92% |
110 | 2011-10-19 01:12:21 | 102.74 | 96% |