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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3766 | 2018-05-26 08:51:00 | 109.39 | 98% |
| 1443 | 2015-08-08 00:26:21 | 73.89 | 94% |
| 1367 | 2014-09-20 05:38:31 | 70.14 | 91% |
| 429 | 2014-06-18 09:09:40 | 55.48 | 96% |
| 334 | 2014-06-13 09:48:07 | 52.28 | 92% |