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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1854 | 2015-07-05 06:58:07 | 110.53 | 99% |
| 1711 | 2015-04-03 10:25:38 | 109.78 | 99% |
| 1542 | 2015-01-28 03:21:08 | 108.28 | 96% |
| 1438 | 2015-01-04 08:40:04 | 103.35 | 96% |
| 968 | 2014-12-10 23:36:01 | 102.74 | 96% |
| 797 | 2014-11-16 04:40:10 | 100.79 | 93% |
| 718 | 2014-11-15 03:22:42 | 106.16 | 95% |
| 580 | 2014-10-16 04:38:50 | 100.82 | 95% |
| 499 | 2014-08-06 12:32:17 | 96.08 | 97% |
| 478 | 2014-08-06 11:44:17 | 90.55 | 95% |
| 382 | 2014-08-03 10:17:52 | 86.04 | 94% |
| 197 | 2014-07-27 19:39:43 | 85.63 | 96% |
| 116 | 2014-07-05 06:10:41 | 98.08 | 95% |