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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5286 | 2017-09-25 17:36:32 | 93.71 | 98% |
| 4286 | 2017-01-29 20:27:35 | 98.08 | 93% |
| 3737 | 2017-01-26 20:50:19 | 103.71 | 96% |
| 3138 | 2017-01-10 10:33:09 | 91.75 | 95% |
| 2896 | 2017-01-08 03:36:51 | 83.66 | 92% |
| 2614 | 2017-01-07 06:15:11 | 76.26 | 89% |
| 2086 | 2017-01-01 20:55:12 | 90.81 | 96% |