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 |
---|---|---|---|
963 | 2014-11-10 19:35:19 | 50.29 | 95% |
938 | 2014-11-07 22:30:11 | 65.49 | 93% |
52 | 2014-09-11 14:15:56 | 44.71 | 89% |