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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1336 | 2015-09-13 18:17:47 | 64.53 | 98% |
| 1056 | 2014-01-21 10:25:36 | 56.02 | 95% |
| 859 | 2013-12-30 17:26:57 | 62.88 | 97% |
| 683 | 2013-12-24 14:03:28 | 60.42 | 96% |
| 468 | 2013-12-13 17:46:14 | 60.37 | 97% |
| 321 | 2013-11-14 17:12:56 | 60.31 | 97% |