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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5329 | 2018-03-27 12:43:56 | 69.30 | 95% |
| 3412 | 2017-10-07 00:57:53 | 70.32 | 97% |
| 2740 | 2017-09-14 01:31:14 | 61.02 | 96% |
| 1402 | 2016-12-10 15:09:42 | 56.26 | 84% |
| 1318 | 2016-12-02 19:43:56 | 71.48 | 93% |
| 655 | 2016-10-26 21:52:57 | 65.29 | 93% |