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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5166 | 2017-11-23 23:26:45 | 117.65 | 99% |
| 4381 | 2017-06-23 01:51:48 | 124.14 | 99% |
| 2661 | 2015-04-17 22:08:25 | 113.79 | 97% |
| 2660 | 2015-04-17 22:06:46 | 111.84 | 98% |
| 2622 | 2014-11-30 21:28:15 | 120.97 | 98% |
| 2414 | 2014-11-06 23:52:02 | 115.51 | 97% |
| 2022 | 2014-02-07 23:11:57 | 112.11 | 95% |
| 1900 | 2014-01-17 20:46:35 | 98.79 | 93% |
| 1157 | 2012-04-17 19:53:23 | 98.41 | 95% |
| 446 | 2011-10-08 02:31:52 | 108.23 | 98% |