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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3349 | 2024-02-04 23:32:07 | 107.27 | 97.9% |
| 2580 | 2012-02-05 18:53:39 | 88.81 | 98% |
| 2025 | 2011-11-19 19:59:24 | 85.90 | 94% |
| 1117 | 2011-05-19 00:47:52 | 69.32 | 95% |
| 591 | 2010-07-25 14:46:31 | 52.21 | |
| 462 | 2010-06-25 02:19:31 | 44.88 |