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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2704 | 2016-04-04 10:10:10 | 84.30 | 96% |
| 2618 | 2015-10-19 19:23:20 | 84.64 | 96% |
| 2432 | 2015-08-24 12:27:16 | 82.72 | 96% |
| 2354 | 2015-08-10 05:43:13 | 80.07 | 95% |
| 2004 | 2015-05-31 07:08:43 | 71.37 | 94% |
| 1410 | 2015-03-27 12:38:19 | 62.03 | 93% |
| 1159 | 2015-03-20 13:21:31 | 53.86 | 93% |
| 702 | 2015-03-11 05:36:19 | 42.23 | 93% |