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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1504 | 2016-08-30 23:53:48 | 133.10 | 92% |
| 1358 | 2016-06-11 04:39:20 | 140.91 | 95% |
| 1072 | 2016-03-18 22:46:29 | 158.06 | 98% |
| 496 | 2013-11-13 21:28:08 | 143.58 | 97% |
| 482 | 2013-11-11 08:18:29 | 164.45 | 97% |
| 422 | 2013-11-11 07:31:12 | 138.38 | 90% |