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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2867 | 2016-12-06 15:57:34 | 73.35 | 98% |
| 1666 | 2016-04-08 14:11:49 | 53.45 | 95% |
| 1300 | 2016-03-22 19:45:12 | 60.65 | 94% |
| 1002 | 2016-03-12 16:33:45 | 68.85 | 97% |
| 997 | 2016-03-10 17:31:45 | 53.97 | 90% |
| 380 | 2015-12-26 19:03:52 | 46.91 | 90% |