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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1671 | 2017-09-08 12:05:52 | 101.63 | 98% |
| 1164 | 2016-10-02 11:40:05 | 97.88 | 94% |
| 853 | 2016-01-07 07:20:13 | 100.22 | 94% |
| 739 | 2015-11-02 07:48:47 | 100.61 | 97% |
| 329 | 2015-05-29 10:44:20 | 89.81 | 93% |
| 141 | 2015-03-31 10:13:42 | 77.99 | 91% |