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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2013 | 2016-06-25 19:10:46 | 58.88 | 90% |
| 1918 | 2016-06-09 04:44:26 | 62.94 | 91% |
| 1687 | 2016-01-11 17:07:17 | 56.44 | 89% |
| 1559 | 2015-12-25 18:35:58 | 58.13 | 89% |
| 1231 | 2015-09-21 09:03:33 | 52.00 | 86% |
| 1126 | 2015-09-02 10:46:52 | 53.19 | 87% |