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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2992 | 2014-12-19 14:03:30 | 125.56 | 98% |
| 2908 | 2014-02-07 20:15:35 | 112.36 | 94% |
| 2891 | 2014-01-29 22:45:58 | 126.64 | 98% |
| 2205 | 2013-12-24 10:20:05 | 124.44 | 97% |
| 2197 | 2013-12-24 10:13:22 | 121.17 | 97% |
| 1953 | 2013-12-18 22:03:51 | 124.16 | 97% |
| 1694 | 2013-12-17 17:49:13 | 112.32 | 94% |
| 1170 | 2013-12-09 18:05:58 | 115.04 | 96% |
| 1120 | 2013-12-09 00:52:41 | 117.39 | 98% |
| 1066 | 2013-12-08 00:01:12 | 120.01 | 97% |
| 384 | 2013-12-04 11:08:08 | 101.19 | 94% |
| 103 | 2013-11-27 16:24:45 | 113.68 | 98% |