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 |
---|---|---|---|
4938 | 2017-10-06 06:55:53 | 96.48 | 97% |
3727 | 2013-03-15 04:51:51 | 73.79 | 85% |
3141 | 2012-12-17 04:03:29 | 80.48 | 88% |
3037 | 2012-12-12 23:38:24 | 79.49 | 91% |
2701 | 2012-12-02 23:50:18 | 83.11 | 89% |
2628 | 2012-12-02 03:19:03 | 66.64 | 84% |
2175 | 2012-11-09 04:45:51 | 76.01 | 87% |
1580 | 2012-05-16 03:25:03 | 58.95 | 81% |
1499 | 2012-05-14 23:29:02 | 56.11 | 79% |
1302 | 2012-05-05 21:52:18 | 56.61 | 80% |
1201 | 2012-05-02 00:05:34 | 52.21 | 78% |
1144 | 2012-05-01 00:01:54 | 64.62 | 84% |
1106 | 2012-04-28 20:47:50 | 66.69 | 87% |
1092 | 2012-04-28 20:29:05 | 71.13 | 92% |
803 | 2012-03-29 04:15:44 | 59.46 | 89% |
175 | 2012-01-26 04:44:15 | 43.86 | 86% |