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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1324 | 2015-01-23 17:49:57 | 68.64 | 94% |
| 1148 | 2014-10-17 05:45:39 | 61.83 | 90% |
| 704 | 2014-08-15 17:25:57 | 68.65 | 92% |
| 700 | 2014-08-15 15:03:37 | 65.84 | 92% |
| 295 | 2014-07-26 08:27:04 | 61.11 | 92% |
| 94 | 2014-07-20 09:13:38 | 57.98 | 90% |
| 66 | 2014-07-18 13:16:20 | 57.63 | 92% |