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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1436 | 2015-11-10 22:14:38 | 138.20 | 96% |
| 1382 | 2015-08-01 21:54:55 | 123.26 | 92% |
| 724 | 2015-04-23 23:29:53 | 128.53 | 94% |
| 394 | 2015-04-10 14:15:24 | 135.33 | 97% |
| 363 | 2015-04-10 12:22:56 | 123.05 | 94% |
| 212 | 2015-04-02 10:12:49 | 142.91 | 96% |