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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4775 | 2016-09-19 09:05:09 | 126.14 | 95% |
| 4091 | 2015-11-12 19:39:39 | 138.22 | 98% |
| 3170 | 2015-07-06 03:46:38 | 109.68 | 94% |
| 3065 | 2015-06-30 18:32:19 | 113.05 | 92% |
| 1642 | 2015-02-28 04:48:32 | 109.88 | 93% |
| 1591 | 2015-02-27 03:14:45 | 122.20 | 95% |
| 1379 | 2015-02-14 20:01:13 | 127.66 | 96% |
| 1205 | 2015-02-04 04:32:08 | 114.00 | 95% |
| 512 | 2014-08-13 00:28:56 | 103.82 | 93% |
| 424 | 2012-10-19 04:46:11 | 115.17 | 96% |