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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3620 | 2021-04-05 03:46:57 | 128.07 | 98% |
| 856 | 2014-08-06 13:07:25 | 112.07 | 93% |
| 738 | 2014-07-28 16:33:50 | 108.73 | 90% |
| 631 | 2014-07-24 04:17:24 | 114.19 | 97% |
| 493 | 2014-07-18 09:55:56 | 109.52 | 94% |
| 463 | 2014-07-17 03:26:16 | 105.30 | 93% |
| 439 | 2014-07-14 13:04:35 | 112.65 | 94% |
| 158 | 2014-06-25 08:09:27 | 108.81 | 94% |