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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3129 | 2016-08-14 19:29:26 | 123.94 | 97% |
| 2845 | 2016-05-14 21:50:23 | 122.14 | 98% |
| 1686 | 2015-08-03 22:39:50 | 122.51 | 99% |
| 1143 | 2015-07-23 02:47:19 | 117.99 | 98% |
| 866 | 2015-07-16 05:27:01 | 112.48 | 96% |
| 690 | 2015-07-13 19:40:02 | 111.18 | 97% |
| 264 | 2015-06-24 05:42:11 | 108.19 | 96% |