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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2462 | 2018-12-18 00:36:48 | 129.08 | 97% |
| 1986 | 2013-07-10 17:17:32 | 121.96 | 91% |
| 1944 | 2013-03-05 15:04:31 | 131.78 | 99% |
| 1474 | 2011-03-11 08:21:55 | 107.51 | |
| 1211 | 2011-01-26 06:33:29 | 98.89 | |
| 1096 | 2010-11-13 16:37:56 | 114.50 | |
| 1073 | 2010-11-12 01:08:39 | 98.28 |