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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1711 | 2016-09-24 06:09:04 | 95.32 | 97% |
| 1593 | 2016-08-26 14:07:38 | 83.17 | 95% |
| 1525 | 2016-01-27 12:27:06 | 89.90 | 97% |
| 1301 | 2012-10-29 14:39:02 | 76.11 | 94% |
| 1225 | 2012-10-20 16:51:04 | 73.74 | 95% |
| 677 | 2012-09-23 13:46:28 | 60.28 | 95% |