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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1655 | 2014-12-23 20:16:27 | 95.54 | 98% |
| 1470 | 2014-12-20 08:10:21 | 85.08 | 95% |
| 1218 | 2014-12-12 15:20:53 | 85.44 | 93% |
| 1192 | 2014-12-12 08:28:42 | 74.93 | 91% |
| 980 | 2014-11-24 17:46:50 | 82.70 | 93% |
| 819 | 2014-10-14 12:32:50 | 92.34 | 99% |