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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1376 | 2017-04-13 23:43:34 | 107.78 | 98% |
| 1170 | 2015-05-22 05:44:58 | 98.62 | 97% |
| 737 | 2012-05-08 03:32:43 | 105.77 | 96% |
| 679 | 2012-05-07 03:08:38 | 101.16 | 95% |
| 473 | 2012-05-02 02:34:43 | 97.33 | 94% |
| 435 | 2012-05-02 01:25:03 | 109.05 | 98% |
| 169 | 2012-04-29 02:37:57 | 98.50 | 97% |
| 151 | 2012-04-27 04:02:40 | 89.50 | 93% |