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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1755 | 2015-04-08 13:11:34 | 104.60 | 98% |
| 1352 | 2015-03-26 09:10:28 | 95.65 | 96% |
| 1136 | 2015-03-23 13:46:09 | 93.02 | 96% |
| 786 | 2015-02-24 14:52:55 | 92.37 | 97% |
| 554 | 2015-02-20 15:06:17 | 86.80 | 94% |
| 543 | 2015-02-20 14:34:11 | 85.34 | 95% |
| 286 | 2015-02-19 11:23:11 | 84.44 | 96% |