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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1649 | 2016-07-21 23:47:26 | 89.06 | 95% |
| 1485 | 2016-01-23 17:56:56 | 99.56 | 96% |
| 1357 | 2015-12-25 02:20:23 | 86.75 | 92% |
| 1053 | 2015-11-10 22:14:51 | 97.26 | 97% |
| 703 | 2015-10-27 13:35:07 | 99.09 | 95% |
| 140 | 2015-09-17 19:54:57 | 82.74 | 95% |