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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4351 | 2019-05-17 20:23:34 | 104.59 | 98% |
| 2946 | 2018-01-28 21:06:07 | 89.65 | 97% |
| 733 | 2015-09-20 15:53:45 | 78.29 | 93% |
| 530 | 2015-06-20 15:24:52 | 74.64 | 94% |
| 287 | 2015-06-15 19:01:04 | 82.41 | 97% |