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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1852 | 2018-05-14 21:33:29 | 93.53 | 98% |
| 1568 | 2017-11-18 17:03:31 | 75.46 | 95% |
| 827 | 2015-04-15 23:23:42 | 81.36 | 93% |
| 383 | 2014-12-08 23:14:31 | 83.26 | 91% |
| 149 | 2014-11-18 16:27:25 | 80.01 | 92% |
| 102 | 2014-11-15 23:42:50 | 70.56 | 91% |