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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354 | 2014-05-10 01:22:03 | 66.85 | 95% |
202 | 2014-02-21 22:48:22 | 68.07 | 98% |
20 | 2013-12-30 00:25:23 | 59.87 | 96% |