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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2915 | 2017-08-30 21:50:52 | 83.72 | 98% |
| 2596 | 2015-11-30 22:47:37 | 97.33 | 99% |
| 2412 | 2015-07-07 02:30:20 | 86.62 | 97% |
| 1684 | 2013-05-29 00:18:03 | 77.77 | 91% |
| 1207 | 2011-12-28 23:38:20 | 72.03 | 91% |
| 1076 | 2011-10-29 15:31:11 | 63.93 | 90% |
| 274 | 2010-10-12 02:34:22 | 53.83 |