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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3811 | 2016-08-20 11:56:19 | 81.70 | 99% |
| 3262 | 2016-05-17 11:47:03 | 80.20 | 96% |
| 2380 | 2016-02-15 12:37:36 | 75.51 | 96% |
| 2167 | 2016-02-03 21:32:47 | 67.87 | 92% |
| 2038 | 2016-01-21 22:11:39 | 72.77 | 96% |
| 1419 | 2015-11-30 17:39:18 | 61.61 | 93% |