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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6781 | 2018-12-11 20:24:24 | 104.64 | 98% |
| 2476 | 2015-07-14 18:26:29 | 86.95 | 93% |
| 2277 | 2013-07-30 17:18:44 | 94.46 | 95% |
| 2115 | 2013-07-18 15:41:01 | 90.01 | 93% |
| 1685 | 2013-05-10 17:42:59 | 96.89 | 97% |
| 1157 | 2013-01-02 07:49:53 | 93.49 | 95% |
| 1114 | 2012-12-31 19:50:24 | 87.46 | 92% |
| 938 | 2012-12-23 21:30:54 | 92.18 | 94% |
| 493 | 2012-11-13 16:41:53 | 80.20 | 93% |
| 362 | 2012-11-06 18:49:40 | 81.60 | 94% |
| 9 | 2012-10-17 04:08:30 | 76.40 | 93% |