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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5387 | 2017-06-05 17:15:30 | 75.04 | 98% |
| 4864 | 2016-12-19 19:28:32 | 77.88 | 93% |
| 4863 | 2016-12-19 19:24:37 | 67.93 | 91% |
| 4341 | 2016-11-06 17:22:06 | 70.38 | 92% |
| 4215 | 2016-10-28 20:10:47 | 77.57 | 96% |
| 4193 | 2016-10-28 11:22:51 | 83.09 | 98% |
| 3618 | 2016-08-29 17:05:33 | 69.72 | 94% |
| 2112 | 2016-02-20 12:04:35 | 63.59 | 95% |
| 1650 | 2015-12-26 00:11:30 | 67.82 | 96% |
| 1247 | 2015-11-05 15:14:45 | 61.97 | 97% |
| 879 | 2015-09-09 19:30:01 | 54.89 | 95% |