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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3861 | 2015-07-17 13:16:22 | 76.29 | 94% |
| 3211 | 2013-11-08 16:24:03 | 59.79 | 97% |
| 2879 | 2013-09-09 10:43:54 | 51.97 | 91% |
| 2266 | 2013-07-28 14:09:05 | 53.59 | 90% |
| 1916 | 2013-07-20 11:16:46 | 60.39 | 96% |
| 1298 | 2013-06-24 13:13:32 | 53.63 | 93% |
| 1095 | 2013-06-16 04:13:23 | 55.56 | 94% |