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 |
---|---|---|---|
4250 | 2018-01-05 16:42:34 | 77.84 | 98% |
3931 | 2017-06-23 16:56:25 | 76.09 | 98% |
3234 | 2016-12-07 19:21:37 | 80.69 | 95% |
2366 | 2016-03-31 22:02:56 | 73.91 | 94% |
2106 | 2016-03-05 17:02:46 | 77.53 | 94% |
1948 | 2016-02-20 20:36:16 | 72.74 | 93% |
1906 | 2016-02-19 22:06:02 | 75.52 | 94% |
1833 | 2016-02-13 17:01:43 | 84.03 | 98% |
1747 | 2016-02-10 22:02:03 | 76.55 | 97% |
1656 | 2016-02-05 21:05:36 | 74.31 | 93% |
1630 | 2016-02-04 00:13:37 | 74.82 | 95% |
1555 | 2016-01-29 22:25:17 | 73.12 | 94% |
833 | 2015-07-22 19:58:04 | 72.87 | 94% |
541 | 2015-03-16 19:22:34 | 76.24 | 96% |
184 | 2015-03-04 04:45:29 | 71.55 | 96% |
55 | 2015-02-26 18:34:51 | 67.46 | 91% |