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 |
---|---|---|---|
4436 | 2025-02-01 14:22:22 | 117.64 | 99.2% |
3960 | 2023-10-18 13:13:40 | 106.22 | 98.1% |
1459 | 2021-10-09 16:53:28 | 90.86 | 99% |