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 |
---|---|---|---|
189 | 2016-11-26 00:33:44 | 92.36 | 93% |
103 | 2016-11-14 10:46:19 | 99.70 | 97% |
72 | 2016-10-25 12:47:21 | 82.93 | 90% |