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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2840 | 2016-12-29 15:34:01 | 128.03 | 88% |
| 2557 | 2016-10-07 00:21:52 | 144.40 | 94% |
| 2286 | 2016-08-23 00:38:24 | 134.50 | 95% |
| 1404 | 2016-06-16 23:57:36 | 141.63 | 96% |
| 888 | 2016-01-13 18:48:17 | 134.70 | 94% |
| 103 | 2015-12-19 16:14:44 | 133.82 | 93% |