Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around. Come loose your dogs upon me and let your hair hang down. You are a little mystery to me every time you come around. We talk about it all night long, we define our moral ground. But when I crawl into your arms everything comes tumbling down.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
5592 | 2023-11-11 17:57:10 | 65.17 | 95.6% |
5393 | 2023-10-24 04:08:14 | 66.25 | 95% |
3315 | 2023-01-13 19:06:48 | 73.44 | 97% |
2650 | 2022-11-28 20:54:31 | 73.14 | 97% |
1516 | 2022-07-18 15:08:19 | 48.56 | 96% |
615 | 2022-04-13 08:22:59 | 68.02 | 97% |