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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1728 | 2016-07-20 03:55:45 | 107.85 | 98% |
| 1717 | 2016-06-22 07:42:04 | 97.46 | 97% |
| 1689 | 2016-06-06 05:40:07 | 97.65 | 97% |
| 1376 | 2012-03-27 06:17:41 | 88.72 | 96% |
| 1002 | 2011-09-22 04:14:22 | 73.65 | 93% |
| 771 | 2011-07-16 10:53:17 | 72.85 | 98% |
| 708 | 2011-07-14 06:33:14 | 56.67 | 95% |
| 320 | 2010-10-03 11:15:06 | 64.62 |