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 |
---|---|---|---|
4776 | 2022-08-20 03:19:26 | 92.65 | 96% |
4141 | 2017-06-13 05:52:59 | 128.81 | 99% |
3949 | 2017-04-25 02:53:02 | 132.39 | 97% |
2691 | 2016-09-10 03:45:19 | 116.97 | 92% |
2640 | 2016-09-09 06:27:30 | 108.77 | 92% |
1970 | 2016-08-15 06:49:47 | 94.13 | 82% |
1260 | 2016-07-21 08:27:58 | 106.55 | 92% |
889 | 2016-07-10 10:30:22 | 77.86 | 78% |
322 | 2016-06-05 10:24:29 | 103.58 | 94% |