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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8354 | 2017-09-01 21:30:13 | 93.73 | 97% |
| 6130 | 2017-06-19 20:39:46 | 89.16 | 97% |
| 5787 | 2017-06-07 16:55:09 | 89.54 | 98% |
| 5266 | 2017-05-16 11:36:41 | 92.63 | 94% |
| 4241 | 2015-04-14 18:37:19 | 86.02 | 89% |
| 3697 | 2015-01-12 07:17:40 | 80.95 | 92% |
| 3103 | 2014-11-16 12:39:04 | 74.85 | 91% |
| 1637 | 2014-05-20 20:28:15 | 79.57 | 90% |
| 1625 | 2014-05-20 20:08:45 | 85.76 | 94% |
| 1433 | 2014-04-28 18:05:28 | 78.41 | 93% |
| 1304 | 2014-03-05 07:02:50 | 71.42 | 92% |
| 1265 | 2014-03-02 13:45:00 | 71.92 | 91% |
| 1249 | 2014-02-23 20:49:46 | 68.87 | 88% |