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 |
---|---|---|---|
9517 | 2017-04-19 04:28:25 | 100.96 | 96% |
9404 | 2017-04-18 02:37:00 | 93.60 | 97% |
8039 | 2015-02-17 09:26:05 | 97.09 | 91% |
8030 | 2015-02-13 05:41:45 | 94.83 | 92% |
6733 | 2014-06-25 05:40:53 | 103.41 | 96% |
6487 | 2014-06-21 10:44:07 | 84.54 | 90% |
6167 | 2014-06-18 09:56:42 | 95.31 | 92% |
5933 | 2014-06-15 01:54:48 | 92.99 | 92% |
3216 | 2014-05-17 12:32:17 | 86.91 | 93% |
2413 | 2014-05-12 10:28:05 | 92.32 | 92% |
1901 | 2014-05-08 06:44:43 | 76.26 | 89% |
1304 | 2014-05-04 13:02:16 | 84.61 | 92% |
1056 | 2014-05-03 10:01:02 | 92.57 | 95% |
836 | 2014-05-02 07:30:43 | 83.75 | 93% |
14 | 2014-04-26 07:43:51 | 90.24 | 98% |