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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7908 | 2018-03-29 13:56:03 | 91.47 | 99% |
| 6412 | 2018-02-05 13:10:27 | 82.71 | 97% |
| 4676 | 2017-08-13 17:12:35 | 72.99 | 97% |
| 1772 | 2017-06-14 16:59:15 | 55.50 | 96% |
| 291 | 2017-05-06 19:54:34 | 58.28 | 98% |