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 |
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4256 | 2018-09-23 02:08:23 | 95.93 | 97% |
3918 | 2018-08-19 03:56:19 | 97.65 | 97% |
3347 | 2018-05-05 12:03:36 | 96.09 | 97% |
1788 | 2017-12-27 06:08:56 | 91.06 | 97% |