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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20049 | 2019-03-14 12:23:57 | 98.80 | 97% |
| 18812 | 2019-02-15 19:15:47 | 101.11 | 98% |
| 13011 | 2018-08-31 09:41:15 | 105.85 | 98% |
| 3687 | 2018-01-09 07:07:08 | 106.88 | 98% |
| 2722 | 2017-11-03 02:19:30 | 103.76 | 98% |