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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4792 | 2017-10-18 01:42:10 | 120.00 | 99% |
| 4011 | 2017-02-05 23:05:45 | 105.59 | 96% |
| 2609 | 2016-05-20 02:13:06 | 114.21 | 98% |
| 1535 | 2015-12-10 03:36:27 | 124.15 | 100% |
| 1246 | 2015-11-14 01:25:45 | 120.79 | 98% |
| 1198 | 2015-11-11 00:38:24 | 122.75 | 98% |
| 733 | 2014-11-26 14:16:38 | 117.06 | 97% |
| 295 | 2014-07-31 15:04:28 | 92.22 | 92% |