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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4882 | 2017-11-23 05:08:11 | 70.49 | 95% |
| 3167 | 2014-11-26 19:03:05 | 84.41 | 91% |
| 2966 | 2014-10-23 02:52:38 | 85.60 | 89% |
| 2775 | 2014-09-25 22:15:06 | 80.20 | 90% |
| 2493 | 2014-08-07 21:19:54 | 73.84 | 87% |
| 2132 | 2014-06-21 02:51:00 | 77.01 | 90% |
| 1644 | 2014-05-13 04:45:43 | 84.09 | 95% |
| 986 | 2014-04-18 16:21:12 | 61.06 | 89% |
| 937 | 2014-04-17 05:06:56 | 68.29 | 93% |
| 384 | 2014-03-22 22:58:31 | 72.37 | 90% |