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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 963 | 2016-12-21 01:03:06 | 137.54 | 99% |
| 865 | 2016-05-30 20:37:14 | 120.44 | 98% |
| 798 | 2015-12-07 03:23:08 | 90.41 | 79% |
| 344 | 2014-11-04 22:12:16 | 92.41 | 87% |
| 287 | 2014-10-22 15:34:21 | 95.33 | 88% |
| 207 | 2014-06-23 20:00:44 | 98.39 | 90% |
| 127 | 2013-03-31 16:43:42 | 96.58 | 96% |