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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6604 | 2016-11-06 16:56:49 | 102.51 | 95% |
| 6551 | 2016-10-30 17:11:29 | 95.70 | 94% |
| 6276 | 2016-10-07 01:35:53 | 97.93 | 95% |
| 5505 | 2016-09-13 17:53:40 | 117.34 | 99% |
| 5204 | 2016-09-07 19:42:08 | 112.29 | 98% |
| 5010 | 2016-09-05 21:13:54 | 109.14 | 97% |
| 4561 | 2016-08-31 00:36:47 | 112.44 | 97% |
| 4475 | 2016-08-30 17:14:04 | 100.65 | 98% |
| 4277 | 2016-08-28 18:25:19 | 98.72 | 96% |
| 3877 | 2016-08-25 17:25:05 | 94.53 | 96% |
| 3766 | 2016-08-24 19:08:13 | 104.81 | 98% |
| 2301 | 2016-08-11 18:49:47 | 93.74 | 95% |
| 1934 | 2016-07-31 22:55:58 | 99.58 | 97% |
| 948 | 2014-08-09 07:14:59 | 97.14 | 96% |
| 565 | 2014-07-26 22:10:11 | 96.38 | 97% |