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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3553 | 2015-08-23 01:02:27 | 150.99 | 98% |
| 2226 | 2014-01-01 01:57:37 | 141.51 | 94% |
| 2052 | 2013-12-25 03:45:28 | 155.71 | 98% |
| 1753 | 2013-10-06 03:25:55 | 119.90 | 93% |
| 1528 | 2013-09-29 22:17:52 | 120.66 | 96% |
| 1527 | 2013-09-29 22:17:03 | 126.19 | 98% |
| 1340 | 2013-09-21 20:48:09 | 104.29 | 86% |
| 1227 | 2013-09-15 22:12:36 | 137.71 | 96% |
| 882 | 2013-08-31 19:17:08 | 126.65 | 98% |