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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291 | 2024-08-31 20:21:33 | 92.28 | 96.6% |
3 | 2024-08-29 16:24:36 | 83.07 | 97.9% |