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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3252 | 2017-04-18 06:09:21 | 79.82 | 97% |
| 3101 | 2017-04-07 04:38:03 | 67.70 | 91% |
| 2625 | 2017-02-23 18:28:38 | 60.94 | 90% |
| 2333 | 2016-08-14 16:39:44 | 55.62 | 87% |
| 202 | 2015-07-06 04:12:25 | 49.84 | 91% |
| 127 | 2015-07-04 08:38:28 | 58.42 | 95% |