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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2101 | 2015-01-14 06:08:37 | 54.58 | 91% |
| 996 | 2014-10-29 14:19:35 | 48.04 | 90% |
| 943 | 2014-10-25 14:27:00 | 41.67 | 87% |
| 555 | 2014-10-14 03:40:57 | 49.86 | 88% |
| 243 | 2014-09-21 13:41:00 | 43.95 | 90% |