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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3138 | 2018-01-04 13:56:24 | 79.24 | 98% |
| 2690 | 2017-04-19 19:59:59 | 75.25 | 94% |
| 2535 | 2017-04-14 14:05:24 | 73.69 | 94% |
| 2133 | 2017-03-02 22:53:47 | 78.77 | 93% |
| 739 | 2016-10-27 13:52:54 | 69.74 | 95% |
| 737 | 2016-10-27 13:50:41 | 68.97 | 97% |
| 583 | 2016-10-22 14:29:54 | 58.40 | 92% |