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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6346 | 2018-07-16 16:47:07 | 91.05 | 96% |
| 5442 | 2018-07-01 14:59:07 | 84.03 | 96% |
| 4838 | 2018-06-17 16:11:56 | 96.85 | 98% |
| 3817 | 2018-06-01 14:02:21 | 96.63 | 98% |
| 2943 | 2018-05-10 12:53:23 | 91.18 | 97% |
| 2900 | 2018-05-08 13:24:50 | 82.54 | 96% |
| 2146 | 2018-04-26 02:21:31 | 83.74 | 96% |