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 |
---|---|---|---|
6066 | 2014-04-01 13:34:00 | 105.85 | 97% |
5383 | 2014-03-12 03:30:58 | 86.75 | 93% |
5158 | 2014-03-06 03:37:36 | 90.87 | 94% |
4527 | 2014-02-23 07:22:32 | 100.06 | 97% |
4298 | 2014-02-13 04:51:49 | 84.16 | 90% |
4218 | 2014-02-11 17:55:24 | 94.37 | 95% |
3897 | 2014-01-28 22:05:40 | 95.50 | 98% |
3713 | 2014-01-26 08:13:23 | 97.44 | 95% |
3013 | 2013-12-20 15:42:54 | 83.71 | 91% |
2796 | 2013-12-09 13:00:31 | 87.58 | 92% |
2734 | 2013-12-08 04:58:01 | 86.72 | 93% |
2374 | 2013-11-30 11:24:37 | 86.80 | 97% |
2242 | 2013-11-26 10:11:57 | 78.15 | 94% |
2090 | 2013-11-24 18:45:22 | 80.12 | 97% |
1618 | 2013-09-08 08:04:59 | 61.60 | 90% |
1187 | 2013-08-13 04:55:05 | 75.13 | 93% |
30 | 2013-06-01 05:57:42 | 45.56 | 91% |