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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1128 | 2015-11-11 08:56:04 | 95.89 | 94% |
| 1021 | 2015-03-01 03:53:04 | 89.66 | 95% |
| 965 | 2015-01-07 13:57:00 | 77.18 | 90% |
| 913 | 2014-07-20 08:11:08 | 77.36 | 88% |
| 634 | 2014-07-11 14:02:36 | 83.18 | 91% |