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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3324 | 2018-09-06 08:41:45 | 99.45 | 99% |
| 2799 | 2014-05-08 04:11:18 | 92.18 | 97% |
| 2486 | 2014-02-08 16:07:43 | 85.93 | 97% |
| 2374 | 2013-06-18 15:50:21 | 88.26 | 95% |
| 2131 | 2012-06-15 17:25:11 | 85.06 | 93% |
| 2049 | 2012-05-20 15:24:37 | 81.59 | 92% |
| 1455 | 2012-03-20 09:16:17 | 86.79 | 96% |
| 1400 | 2012-03-11 15:03:23 | 77.08 | 95% |
| 1272 | 2012-03-04 11:25:34 | 77.89 | 94% |
| 768 | 2011-06-20 15:21:21 | 74.77 | 94% |
| 663 | 2011-06-07 04:50:29 | 74.85 | 94% |