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 |
---|---|---|---|
7689 | 2021-06-06 11:05:59 | 87.67 | 99% |
5943 | 2016-01-31 15:44:44 | 61.92 | 84% |
4569 | 2015-03-17 13:15:33 | 78.59 | 96% |
4482 | 2015-03-09 16:21:58 | 59.98 | 86% |
3600 | 2014-09-27 08:59:02 | 76.27 | 93% |
3577 | 2014-09-26 09:11:31 | 73.28 | 93% |
3528 | 2014-09-09 08:11:00 | 63.37 | 88% |
3127 | 2014-08-05 07:46:38 | 68.81 | 93% |
2933 | 2014-07-28 09:40:28 | 70.81 | 93% |
2691 | 2014-07-26 12:25:49 | 70.68 | 93% |
2283 | 2014-06-21 16:48:32 | 69.35 | 94% |
2095 | 2014-06-19 16:32:32 | 75.10 | 95% |
2041 | 2014-06-19 15:01:10 | 84.00 | 98% |
1732 | 2014-06-10 08:12:18 | 69.47 | 93% |
795 | 2013-06-23 18:14:12 | 48.09 | 85% |