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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3072 | 2016-12-06 19:08:32 | 75.84 | 97% |
| 2976 | 2016-10-19 20:24:55 | 66.71 | 87% |
| 2555 | 2016-09-22 10:43:11 | 82.05 | 100% |
| 2088 | 2016-09-05 06:55:45 | 65.24 | 96% |
| 1947 | 2016-03-10 17:57:03 | 71.70 | 97% |
| 1518 | 2015-11-17 10:58:22 | 61.45 | 95% |
| 1425 | 2015-11-02 08:33:28 | 59.12 | 92% |
| 1233 | 2015-10-15 13:22:21 | 57.49 | 94% |
| 873 | 2015-09-22 21:09:09 | 53.56 | 94% |
| 664 | 2015-09-15 16:29:19 | 53.87 | 93% |