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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942 | 2011-12-14 18:45:22 | 59.50 | 98% |
296 | 2011-11-11 05:04:28 | 53.74 | 100% |