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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2818 | 2016-12-13 13:23:43 | 94.52 | 94% |
| 2613 | 2016-12-02 18:23:59 | 97.60 | 95% |
| 2188 | 2016-11-11 02:43:03 | 94.34 | 96% |
| 835 | 2016-10-04 19:27:34 | 102.47 | 97% |
| 553 | 2016-09-27 15:02:16 | 93.26 | 97% |
| 445 | 2016-09-23 15:37:15 | 99.37 | 98% |
| 367 | 2016-09-22 18:09:18 | 93.45 | 96% |