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 |
---|---|---|---|
301 | 2024-11-08 13:03:41 | 46.08 | 95.8% |
108 | 2024-10-16 13:47:18 | 45.59 | 98.4% |