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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15243 | 2020-11-28 01:59:36 | 116.11 | 98% |
| 2601 | 2017-06-04 14:21:42 | 90.06 | 97% |
| 2459 | 2017-05-28 00:25:48 | 86.58 | 93% |
| 2308 | 2017-05-13 17:45:39 | 96.39 | 95% |
| 1863 | 2017-03-28 02:00:08 | 95.63 | 94% |