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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1347 | 2016-11-10 11:37:12 | 71.76 | 94% |
| 651 | 2014-08-14 10:05:02 | 68.46 | 95% |
| 363 | 2014-07-22 09:15:04 | 65.04 | 95% |
| 342 | 2014-07-21 20:14:12 | 60.29 | 96% |
| 211 | 2014-07-18 13:16:14 | 63.15 | 96% |