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 |
---|---|---|---|
3743 | 2021-06-11 06:34:22 | 89.68 | 97% |
2249 | 2017-08-15 11:15:23 | 87.35 | 98% |
1243 | 2016-01-02 08:28:48 | 78.51 | 93% |
954 | 2015-07-16 05:27:17 | 79.21 | 93% |
917 | 2015-06-27 23:55:38 | 75.72 | 93% |
862 | 2015-05-22 05:45:03 | 88.21 | 96% |
717 | 2015-03-18 15:48:40 | 76.25 | 93% |
346 | 2014-05-27 15:53:51 | 79.16 | 92% |