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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2673 | 2024-01-24 11:52:19 | 69.06 | 95.4% |
1434 | 2021-02-19 12:42:59 | 60.69 | 94.2% |