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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3008 | 2016-09-05 18:21:24 | 125.16 | 99% |
| 2822 | 2016-08-17 15:54:53 | 117.50 | 94% |
| 2291 | 2016-01-28 23:27:08 | 126.95 | 97% |
| 1250 | 2014-06-29 16:51:11 | 122.41 | 98% |
| 1017 | 2014-06-02 16:45:43 | 107.54 | 94% |
| 864 | 2014-04-20 00:50:32 | 102.83 | 94% |