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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3307 | 2015-08-29 12:00:33 | 87.91 | 93% |
| 2952 | 2015-01-29 19:39:51 | 95.22 | 94% |
| 2582 | 2014-09-18 23:05:37 | 88.66 | 92% |
| 2486 | 2014-09-09 23:44:12 | 87.38 | 92% |
| 2442 | 2014-08-30 10:56:57 | 92.51 | 94% |
| 1961 | 2014-05-29 01:04:33 | 84.17 | 93% |
| 1362 | 2013-10-20 18:02:33 | 77.41 | 89% |
| 960 | 2012-10-23 22:52:15 | 84.48 | 91% |
| 842 | 2012-07-14 03:06:33 | 74.49 | 91% |