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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3385 | 2024-03-04 11:53:23 | 83.59 | 98.7% |
| 1478 | 2017-11-04 03:56:24 | 74.29 | 97% |
| 1057 | 2016-03-13 07:16:06 | 77.14 | 94% |
| 868 | 2016-02-25 04:06:12 | 65.67 | 91% |
| 752 | 2016-01-31 15:44:45 | 61.16 | 92% |
| 235 | 2015-12-28 13:44:34 | 64.67 | 94% |
| 192 | 2015-12-26 20:01:16 | 62.94 | 93% |
| 62 | 2015-12-15 18:17:38 | 59.81 | 94% |