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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1031 | 2016-05-05 05:02:57 | 97.61 | 98% |
| 808 | 2016-03-08 13:22:23 | 89.24 | 97% |
| 677 | 2015-08-15 13:44:27 | 82.21 | 98% |
| 571 | 2015-07-26 06:47:31 | 87.23 | 98% |
| 494 | 2015-07-12 10:02:54 | 73.66 | 95% |
| 319 | 2015-07-09 19:19:32 | 75.77 | 97% |
| 276 | 2015-07-08 14:07:43 | 76.24 | 97% |