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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2617 | 2024-03-12 17:50:35 | 52.77 | 97.5% |
651 | 2021-09-23 01:23:14 | 44.29 | 96% |