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 |
---|---|---|---|
4358 | 2020-11-30 22:02:25 | 121.60 | 99% |
3107 | 2020-11-19 10:40:46 | 135.14 | 98% |
3050 | 2020-11-19 06:42:55 | 131.39 | 98% |
2791 | 2020-11-15 00:57:22 | 142.26 | 99% |
2579 | 2020-11-13 06:46:12 | 136.59 | 98% |