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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9409 | 2017-08-17 15:40:09 | 81.11 | 98% |
| 7511 | 2017-06-21 20:56:36 | 66.07 | 97% |
| 5914 | 2017-05-30 17:40:25 | 64.74 | 87% |
| 5512 | 2017-05-22 16:45:03 | 70.23 | 94% |
| 4902 | 2017-05-08 22:17:41 | 63.67 | 95% |
| 4617 | 2017-05-04 17:10:02 | 60.67 | 88% |
| 3992 | 2017-04-25 17:00:37 | 64.55 | 93% |
| 1603 | 2017-03-20 19:26:14 | 45.26 | 87% |