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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3082 | 2017-03-06 23:50:05 | 98.22 | 99% |
| 2873 | 2016-08-10 17:58:40 | 87.12 | 97% |
| 2848 | 2016-08-02 18:10:58 | 77.79 | 94% |
| 2590 | 2015-12-29 21:21:12 | 87.23 | 97% |
| 2230 | 2015-07-02 15:38:33 | 82.64 | 97% |
| 473 | 2014-11-10 17:35:26 | 75.36 | 94% |
| 183 | 2014-05-14 15:09:44 | 80.78 | 95% |