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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2560 | 2016-02-28 10:56:42 | 66.75 | 97% |
| 2187 | 2015-07-15 10:39:08 | 53.74 | 91% |
| 1493 | 2014-12-14 06:36:23 | 64.25 | 95% |
| 1457 | 2014-12-04 10:59:15 | 66.43 | 97% |
| 1454 | 2014-12-04 10:55:34 | 56.75 | 92% |
| 1193 | 2014-09-12 03:30:38 | 59.01 | 97% |