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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8631 | 2017-06-08 17:52:27 | 119.12 | 98% |
| 8627 | 2017-06-08 17:47:54 | 121.89 | 99% |
| 8134 | 2017-06-05 19:06:30 | 111.25 | 98% |
| 6638 | 2017-05-18 21:07:47 | 115.50 | 94% |
| 6185 | 2017-05-15 20:46:02 | 120.08 | 97% |
| 5310 | 2017-05-08 17:07:15 | 120.32 | 96% |
| 571 | 2014-01-08 23:52:13 | 107.32 | 95% |
| 398 | 2013-07-13 21:25:54 | 91.25 | 90% |