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 |
---|---|---|---|
3471 | 2011-08-13 12:16:12 | 113.69 | 97% |
3381 | 2011-06-22 19:35:11 | 122.59 | 96% |
3371 | 2011-06-21 19:13:41 | 103.57 | 91% |
2678 | 2011-03-29 20:04:07 | 91.83 | |
2504 | 2011-02-23 21:20:13 | 90.63 | |
2269 | 2011-01-31 20:02:38 | 100.36 | |
2131 | 2011-01-16 12:57:48 | 90.04 | |
2000 | 2011-01-14 20:59:21 | 93.74 | |
1877 | 2011-01-10 21:54:01 | 87.71 | |
1816 | 2011-01-09 20:24:04 | 87.87 | |
1776 | 2011-01-08 23:59:28 | 82.82 | |
1524 | 2011-01-02 16:02:44 | 99.91 | |
1375 | 2010-12-31 13:59:09 | 94.97 | |
1367 | 2010-12-31 13:43:06 | 90.45 | |
1314 | 2010-12-29 20:20:40 | 83.67 | |
1104 | 2010-12-24 23:10:23 | 85.25 | |
949 | 2010-12-22 20:38:38 | 84.62 | |
700 | 2010-12-19 12:09:37 | 97.49 | |
698 | 2010-12-18 23:26:25 | 83.00 | |
471 | 2010-12-12 21:56:51 | 87.95 |