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 |
---|---|---|---|
11818 | 2023-12-26 19:36:50 | 113.45 | 97.7% |
7166 | 2019-08-16 15:14:49 | 103.50 | 97% |
6997 | 2019-08-09 12:55:26 | 104.58 | 98% |
4363 | 2019-05-19 12:58:40 | 102.81 | 98% |
2694 | 2018-11-19 10:31:15 | 88.02 | 97% |
2441 | 2018-11-05 13:22:02 | 79.02 | 96% |
377 | 2018-03-29 21:57:44 | 71.46 | 97% |