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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3287 | 2017-04-21 06:08:39 | 75.31 | 92% |
| 2289 | 2016-11-20 17:24:21 | 76.62 | 97% |
| 1758 | 2016-10-01 12:55:17 | 65.71 | 91% |
| 1544 | 2016-08-25 02:38:53 | 63.67 | 91% |
| 1102 | 2016-06-17 16:52:06 | 62.47 | 92% |
| 1027 | 2016-05-27 12:57:57 | 64.51 | 92% |
| 88 | 2015-09-02 10:46:49 | 55.50 | 97% |