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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370 | 2017-11-08 06:25:46 | 39.81 | 95% |
319 | 2017-11-01 05:17:54 | 48.35 | 98% |