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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4082 | 2016-03-12 04:37:04 | 127.67 | 96% |
| 3435 | 2014-07-17 19:15:22 | 110.59 | 93% |
| 2144 | 2014-06-02 18:10:13 | 119.79 | 98% |
| 1238 | 2014-02-16 16:21:00 | 105.64 | 97% |
| 1147 | 2014-02-14 18:55:09 | 120.94 | 99% |
| 998 | 2014-02-11 15:33:00 | 128.57 | 98% |
| 607 | 2014-01-29 22:17:38 | 123.10 | 98% |
| 584 | 2014-01-29 21:53:24 | 109.22 | 96% |