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 |
---|---|---|---|
5311 | 2013-09-08 08:04:40 | 83.64 | 91% |
5257 | 2013-05-12 04:30:12 | 83.55 | 93% |
4928 | 2012-12-08 03:05:39 | 85.52 | 92% |
4895 | 2012-12-02 10:17:07 | 89.18 | 95% |
3560 | 2011-12-22 05:31:37 | 89.60 | 97% |
3477 | 2011-12-03 06:49:01 | 77.39 | 90% |
3206 | 2011-11-12 04:33:00 | 93.51 | 95% |
2165 | 2011-06-12 07:52:59 | 76.73 | 91% |
2086 | 2011-06-08 15:30:51 | 79.40 | 94% |
2039 | 2011-06-05 07:35:35 | 75.19 | 91% |
1661 | 2011-04-11 03:20:17 | 83.79 | |
1479 | 2011-04-03 16:10:17 | 71.61 | |
339 | 2011-02-09 10:04:41 | 65.02 | |
257 | 2011-02-04 03:36:07 | 62.44 | |
168 | 2011-02-01 10:06:57 | 65.89 | |
64 | 2011-01-30 16:06:46 | 66.15 |