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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3682 | 2018-10-31 02:16:22 | 106.28 | 99% |
| 2752 | 2015-08-13 19:45:59 | 102.20 | 97% |
| 2334 | 2015-07-04 16:47:36 | 90.97 | 93% |
| 1442 | 2015-04-10 03:17:45 | 85.79 | 93% |
| 1173 | 2015-03-22 21:00:07 | 98.60 | 97% |