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 |
---|---|---|---|
18096 | 2023-09-20 20:47:53 | 154.47 | 99% |
17596 | 2023-09-07 01:51:15 | 166.20 | 99% |
13063 | 2021-06-10 14:49:05 | 143.08 | 98% |
10852 | 2021-05-12 16:51:46 | 127.03 | 98% |
5178 | 2021-03-20 00:51:37 | 113.10 | 98% |
2735 | 2021-03-03 20:39:56 | 117.47 | 98% |
785 | 2021-02-07 23:42:02 | 127.36 | 98% |