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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2218 | 2022-04-03 06:21:43 | 83.84 | 95% |
| 1952 | 2014-10-04 19:09:11 | 106.96 | 94% |
| 1240 | 2014-08-31 02:21:15 | 103.94 | 94% |
| 904 | 2014-08-25 08:03:06 | 95.02 | 95% |
| 599 | 2014-08-22 03:29:09 | 97.09 | 94% |
| 453 | 2014-08-18 06:21:23 | 75.42 | 87% |