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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4244 | 2014-06-14 23:56:34 | 107.32 | 98% |
| 3997 | 2013-12-14 03:29:33 | 101.93 | 95% |
| 3962 | 2013-10-31 08:46:00 | 99.94 | 96% |
| 3408 | 2013-02-02 16:17:05 | 109.72 | 97% |
| 2915 | 2012-12-20 19:38:54 | 92.13 | 96% |
| 2726 | 2012-01-29 20:58:49 | 109.07 | 98% |
| 2307 | 2011-05-20 00:30:38 | 107.32 | 96% |
| 1969 | 2011-01-21 02:24:36 | 102.83 | |
| 1885 | 2010-12-10 01:55:34 | 94.95 |