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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1925 | 2016-08-04 14:25:23 | 99.22 | 98% |
| 1562 | 2015-12-21 17:46:21 | 95.48 | 97% |
| 1551 | 2015-12-21 17:36:43 | 96.85 | 98% |
| 933 | 2015-07-04 01:42:43 | 85.96 | 97% |
| 498 | 2015-03-02 01:19:32 | 84.08 | 98% |
| 333 | 2015-02-19 23:25:52 | 79.31 | 99% |
| 308 | 2015-02-16 17:30:38 | 76.46 | 97% |
| 234 | 2015-02-13 22:10:10 | 73.31 | 99% |