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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3099 | 2023-12-26 10:41:52 | 88.08 | 98.9% |
| 1188 | 2015-04-26 13:34:10 | 90.01 | 98% |
| 529 | 2015-03-03 15:23:17 | 89.71 | 99% |
| 471 | 2015-02-26 16:52:53 | 72.44 | 96% |
| 328 | 2015-02-22 20:34:27 | 68.41 | 92% |
| 115 | 2015-02-11 02:07:28 | 84.05 | 96% |