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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2158 | 2024-04-23 22:23:11 | 71.51 | 97.4% |
2127 | 2024-04-20 14:38:35 | 75.73 | 95.8% |