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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5630 | 2016-10-13 07:32:33 | 92.82 | 95% |
| 4957 | 2016-09-07 13:20:13 | 101.71 | 98% |
| 4891 | 2016-09-01 06:14:09 | 89.98 | 92% |
| 4325 | 2016-04-22 05:50:59 | 92.55 | 95% |
| 3491 | 2016-03-28 02:08:25 | 94.09 | 97% |
| 2563 | 2015-12-07 21:25:18 | 91.83 | 99% |
| 230 | 2011-12-31 22:27:31 | 58.49 | 92% |