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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1248 | 2014-12-28 09:06:48 | 83.97 | 98% |
| 1117 | 2014-11-19 18:55:20 | 85.73 | 99% |
| 1112 | 2014-11-19 05:35:14 | 81.64 | 97% |
| 653 | 2014-08-07 21:19:58 | 69.75 | 98% |
| 515 | 2014-08-04 04:09:01 | 60.33 | 96% |
| 370 | 2014-08-02 15:29:37 | 69.16 | 99% |