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 |
---|---|---|---|
2064 | 2016-02-18 18:33:52 | 73.54 | 96% |
1724 | 2015-10-03 03:31:37 | 60.42 | 88% |
1619 | 2015-09-26 01:16:44 | 53.67 | 85% |
1280 | 2015-09-13 04:21:40 | 59.65 | 88% |
1096 | 2015-08-14 16:22:54 | 54.78 | 86% |
928 | 2015-06-12 03:34:58 | 50.15 | 86% |
294 | 2014-10-18 23:06:08 | 51.84 | 92% |