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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1223 | 2015-04-20 22:17:34 | 112.51 | 97% |
| 966 | 2015-02-07 06:17:15 | 102.63 | 95% |
| 441 | 2014-10-25 09:33:25 | 99.04 | 97% |
| 328 | 2014-10-09 22:12:39 | 101.50 | 98% |
| 233 | 2014-09-30 13:44:38 | 99.57 | 98% |