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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3675 | 2015-03-02 03:00:21 | 76.56 | 95% |
| 3199 | 2014-12-05 00:27:14 | 89.48 | 99% |
| 3191 | 2014-12-01 00:39:05 | 77.88 | 99% |
| 3011 | 2014-10-21 03:14:29 | 66.84 | 99% |
| 2995 | 2014-10-17 23:07:34 | 76.58 | 99% |
| 2904 | 2014-10-14 03:39:28 | 80.40 | 99% |
| 2882 | 2014-10-11 04:27:11 | 78.96 | 98% |
| 1602 | 2014-08-29 23:10:03 | 76.82 | 99% |
| 1110 | 2014-08-12 23:39:20 | 72.91 | 99% |
| 902 | 2014-08-08 22:14:13 | 68.46 | 97% |
| 190 | 2014-07-27 22:50:02 | 56.31 | 98% |