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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2780 | 2016-11-03 10:23:29 | 67.71 | 100% |
| 2502 | 2016-03-21 11:15:00 | 58.26 | 94% |
| 2162 | 2015-07-10 14:33:00 | 58.33 | 95% |
| 2109 | 2015-04-28 10:42:28 | 62.21 | 97% |
| 1763 | 2014-12-17 11:36:24 | 52.83 | 89% |
| 1299 | 2014-07-31 08:40:44 | 59.50 | 94% |
| 681 | 2014-03-26 15:22:59 | 57.69 | 95% |