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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16851 | 2018-01-12 11:07:50 | 116.68 | 98% |
| 8545 | 2016-12-19 13:37:05 | 98.82 | 91% |
| 8482 | 2016-12-16 14:05:19 | 95.32 | 91% |
| 8317 | 2016-12-01 13:09:16 | 102.31 | 93% |
| 1236 | 2015-10-11 11:43:56 | 80.39 | 92% |