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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2423 | 2016-08-28 17:49:00 | 94.01 | 96% |
| 2370 | 2016-08-24 18:23:43 | 96.50 | 95% |
| 2359 | 2016-08-23 20:53:10 | 84.28 | 90% |
| 2277 | 2016-07-31 18:47:53 | 83.81 | 93% |
| 2249 | 2016-07-26 04:27:19 | 88.35 | 94% |
| 2084 | 2016-07-17 22:09:33 | 85.25 | 95% |
| 2066 | 2016-07-17 18:52:10 | 80.04 | 93% |
| 1208 | 2016-06-28 05:43:19 | 89.28 | 95% |
| 1063 | 2016-06-26 02:21:27 | 70.83 | 91% |
| 899 | 2016-06-23 19:01:15 | 77.23 | 92% |