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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2504 | 2016-01-03 16:41:47 | 115.23 | 96% |
| 2245 | 2015-12-21 01:39:33 | 120.14 | 98% |
| 2209 | 2015-12-19 16:14:49 | 116.12 | 97% |
| 704 | 2014-08-29 13:48:28 | 110.60 | 94% |
| 13 | 2014-08-03 19:13:51 | 104.72 | 94% |