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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1505 | 2016-08-07 10:03:07 | 167.93 | 100% |
| 1286 | 2013-07-02 04:23:10 | 166.93 | 95% |
| 1261 | 2013-06-02 15:01:38 | 179.56 | 97% |
| 650 | 2012-05-30 06:25:41 | 155.54 | 98% |
| 406 | 2012-05-24 11:28:04 | 140.63 | 97% |
| 280 | 2012-05-24 06:02:31 | 153.80 | 99% |
| 120 | 2012-05-21 21:42:19 | 146.86 | 99% |