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 |
---|---|---|---|
4922 | 2016-10-18 16:51:42 | 97.20 | 89% |
4671 | 2016-06-13 11:14:48 | 89.86 | 90% |
4309 | 2016-02-16 17:23:36 | 101.88 | 96% |
3658 | 2015-10-15 01:31:21 | 99.74 | 93% |
3047 | 2015-04-12 19:35:25 | 91.74 | 93% |
3024 | 2015-04-12 18:20:22 | 86.34 | 87% |
2051 | 2014-11-06 23:58:27 | 82.92 | 88% |
1401 | 2014-02-28 00:11:50 | 98.30 | 96% |
960 | 2014-01-17 21:11:38 | 83.92 | 86% |