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 |
---|---|---|---|
3881 | 2024-08-11 06:55:39 | 88.42 | 97% |
3074 | 2024-06-07 13:21:05 | 78.14 | 96% |
2852 | 2024-05-31 16:21:33 | 70.48 | 95.5% |
2809 | 2024-05-24 14:50:24 | 90.90 | 96.4% |
239 | 2017-03-17 19:16:16 | 75.78 | 94% |