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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4683 | 2016-03-21 02:59:34 | 77.29 | 93% |
| 4508 | 2016-03-09 23:32:45 | 79.27 | 98% |
| 4242 | 2015-01-23 06:24:33 | 61.70 | 89% |
| 3942 | 2014-09-14 23:37:49 | 73.53 | 98% |
| 3672 | 2013-11-06 23:16:41 | 69.22 | 93% |
| 3449 | 2013-04-03 18:36:04 | 81.66 | 97% |
| 3358 | 2013-03-29 19:03:59 | 78.45 | 97% |
| 3011 | 2012-12-18 21:42:52 | 74.64 | 94% |
| 2461 | 2012-11-30 19:32:47 | 84.07 | 98% |
| 2302 | 2012-11-12 18:45:31 | 75.87 | 96% |
| 1986 | 2012-11-01 18:46:07 | 81.26 | 99% |
| 1643 | 2012-10-18 14:37:37 | 72.16 | 98% |
| 1004 | 2012-04-13 18:23:58 | 78.41 | 98% |
| 710 | 2012-04-05 00:11:26 | 72.97 | 98% |