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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269 | 2013-10-03 14:13:09 | 42.70 | 95% |
79 | 2011-09-01 00:35:17 | 50.19 | 95% |
54 | 2011-08-27 05:55:13 | 46.61 | 93% |