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 |
---|---|---|---|
27857 | 2023-10-09 04:04:31 | 226.97 | 99.7% |
23698 | 2022-10-18 03:55:26 | 201.44 | 97% |
23509 | 2022-10-16 04:29:54 | 230.33 | 99% |
17376 | 2021-09-30 02:44:32 | 259.12 | 100% |
16674 | 2021-08-14 00:49:55 | 180.20 | 98% |
13114 | 2021-03-11 21:27:50 | 203.04 | 99% |