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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315 | 2018-01-29 17:33:50 | 85.56 | 98% |
71 | 2016-02-17 01:47:41 | 72.60 | 91% |