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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21205 | 2020-02-12 12:22:43 | 128.56 | 98% |
| 16766 | 2019-02-09 23:59:02 | 126.08 | 97% |
| 15818 | 2019-02-02 23:45:44 | 132.58 | 99% |
| 11189 | 2018-10-27 19:24:34 | 104.26 | 97% |
| 10601 | 2018-10-10 21:30:16 | 108.78 | 97% |
| 1485 | 2017-10-01 14:59:32 | 76.48 | 96% |