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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1844 | 2013-07-25 06:57:14 | 147.60 | 100% |
| 1390 | 2013-07-17 22:32:20 | 148.51 | 100% |
| 1073 | 2013-06-07 03:10:01 | 103.05 | 98% |
| 770 | 2013-06-03 03:35:56 | 120.74 | 95% |
| 715 | 2013-06-03 02:47:07 | 140.53 | 100% |
| 594 | 2013-05-31 03:21:28 | 136.14 | 98% |
| 409 | 2013-05-29 23:21:15 | 131.50 | 97% |
| 388 | 2013-05-29 22:57:20 | 128.69 | 98% |
| 337 | 2013-05-28 01:52:05 | 134.95 | 99% |