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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1441 | 2016-10-29 14:52:57 | 73.93 | 96% |
| 1434 | 2016-10-29 14:45:44 | 67.00 | 95% |
| 834 | 2013-04-20 09:54:03 | 73.51 | 99% |
| 763 | 2013-04-19 02:56:06 | 64.39 | 98% |
| 702 | 2013-04-17 02:20:09 | 65.87 | 99% |
| 507 | 2013-04-14 02:54:30 | 63.34 | 94% |
| 234 | 2012-03-16 20:44:07 | 57.33 | 95% |