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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1603 | 2016-09-14 17:20:18 | 82.47 | 98% |
| 1101 | 2016-08-27 15:28:27 | 80.14 | 97% |
| 771 | 2016-08-17 20:33:57 | 79.82 | 97% |
| 733 | 2016-08-16 19:49:06 | 67.01 | 94% |
| 720 | 2016-08-16 10:25:03 | 72.45 | 99% |
| 683 | 2016-08-11 17:30:25 | 77.31 | 98% |