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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3902 | 2016-06-22 14:14:39 | 96.75 | 94% |
| 3081 | 2014-03-12 05:03:39 | 103.20 | 93% |
| 2444 | 2013-10-10 10:18:31 | 106.32 | 95% |
| 2016 | 2013-07-29 10:49:36 | 88.50 | 92% |
| 1479 | 2013-04-23 08:25:09 | 97.57 | 94% |
| 1242 | 2013-01-08 14:42:50 | 83.93 | 91% |
| 1185 | 2013-01-07 04:02:25 | 92.53 | 93% |