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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5676 | 2018-11-30 09:47:46 | 65.04 | 99% |
| 3286 | 2016-08-23 16:36:47 | 67.80 | 99% |
| 1335 | 2016-04-15 18:15:40 | 51.89 | 93% |
| 1279 | 2016-04-14 13:35:56 | 53.34 | 95% |
| 968 | 2016-03-25 18:38:12 | 47.22 | 96% |
| 797 | 2016-03-22 04:29:49 | 47.02 | 90% |