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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3981 | 2018-04-30 21:33:40 | 115.08 | 99% |
| 2481 | 2017-12-07 20:26:51 | 114.49 | 100% |
| 2353 | 2017-12-06 18:01:31 | 111.81 | 99% |
| 407 | 2015-06-08 16:44:21 | 91.06 | 91% |
| 365 | 2015-06-07 21:13:00 | 100.56 | 98% |