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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1615 | 2016-09-20 15:06:53 | 117.84 | 100% |
| 1553 | 2016-08-20 09:54:19 | 131.02 | 100% |
| 1399 | 2014-12-11 07:30:07 | 105.14 | 94% |
| 1006 | 2014-03-14 16:47:17 | 121.61 | 99% |
| 259 | 2013-08-09 03:19:49 | 108.29 | 98% |