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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2429 | 2017-05-29 04:23:27 | 150.15 | 98% |
| 2113 | 2014-05-23 18:13:16 | 144.20 | 99% |
| 1994 | 2013-04-21 00:40:12 | 145.64 | 98% |
| 1974 | 2013-01-11 05:28:04 | 125.22 | 96% |
| 1253 | 2011-05-05 01:01:07 | 116.93 | 96% |
| 771 | 2011-03-22 21:53:09 | 104.61 | |
| 231 | 2011-02-12 18:51:33 | 64.24 |