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 |
---|---|---|---|
6996 | 2017-11-17 03:45:12 | 183.99 | 99% |
6581 | 2017-07-29 01:54:54 | 175.82 | 99% |
6114 | 2017-07-05 23:06:08 | 216.45 | 100% |
5527 | 2017-06-07 02:59:37 | 204.07 | 99% |
3556 | 2017-04-27 01:54:52 | 183.19 | 95% |
3275 | 2017-04-24 03:57:10 | 174.10 | 95% |
2679 | 2017-04-14 03:31:18 | 185.57 | 94% |