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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3151 | 2017-01-11 09:39:48 | 82.91 | 88% |
| 3090 | 2017-01-11 02:04:36 | 115.16 | 99% |
| 1140 | 2016-07-13 06:44:50 | 83.35 | 93% |
| 812 | 2016-06-24 03:06:59 | 74.82 | 94% |
| 506 | 2016-06-13 15:10:32 | 76.33 | 94% |
| 406 | 2016-06-09 07:21:50 | 69.17 | 92% |