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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10726 | 2018-02-27 09:28:58 | 61.78 | 96% |
| 7313 | 2017-04-28 07:12:32 | 53.01 | 91% |
| 3694 | 2016-11-08 04:45:49 | 48.94 | 92% |
| 2980 | 2016-10-08 03:47:44 | 46.49 | 92% |
| 1562 | 2016-08-12 05:27:34 | 46.17 | 96% |