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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2105 | 2014-03-23 04:06:35 | 100.33 | 93% |
| 1972 | 2014-02-28 09:30:00 | 116.77 | 98% |
| 1726 | 2013-11-29 23:03:37 | 101.73 | 93% |
| 1361 | 2013-08-20 02:24:48 | 112.82 | 97% |
| 1321 | 2013-08-13 01:04:43 | 115.14 | 98% |
| 1098 | 2013-07-19 09:01:34 | 101.74 | 97% |
| 824 | 2013-07-02 19:01:52 | 105.11 | 95% |
| 628 | 2013-04-29 21:07:36 | 101.24 | 94% |
| 288 | 2013-04-26 04:07:14 | 87.22 | 92% |