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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519 | 2011-11-10 04:28:31 | 61.35 | 90% |
509 | 2011-11-10 04:16:13 | 69.11 | 94% |