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 |
---|---|---|---|
1951 | 2018-06-03 13:17:27 | 88.21 | 98% |
1320 | 2018-05-25 04:00:43 | 90.92 | 99% |
936 | 2018-04-01 12:29:28 | 77.99 | 98% |