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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2026 | 2013-11-07 02:25:43 | 104.73 | 98% |
| 1925 | 2013-10-25 00:19:47 | 94.75 | 98% |
| 1832 | 2013-10-19 19:53:11 | 106.23 | 99% |
| 1692 | 2013-10-13 13:53:55 | 96.44 | 95% |
| 1673 | 2013-10-13 00:29:47 | 95.84 | 97% |
| 1647 | 2013-10-11 21:13:57 | 87.24 | 94% |
| 1454 | 2013-09-30 16:05:50 | 97.01 | 96% |
| 1341 | 2013-09-24 22:22:04 | 88.58 | 95% |
| 218 | 2013-08-05 00:13:16 | 86.85 | 98% |