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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3270 | 2013-08-27 10:14:37 | 79.55 | 98% |
| 3176 | 2013-08-17 16:54:37 | 77.54 | 98% |
| 2779 | 2013-07-28 13:48:00 | 73.99 | 97% |
| 1990 | 2013-07-03 17:30:53 | 68.19 | 95% |
| 1876 | 2013-05-31 14:55:33 | 64.07 | 99% |
| 1556 | 2013-03-03 13:13:35 | 65.12 | 98% |
| 1214 | 2013-01-31 13:28:48 | 59.65 | 96% |
| 987 | 2013-01-05 06:33:57 | 62.37 | 97% |
| 928 | 2013-01-02 13:49:52 | 62.25 | 99% |
| 374 | 2012-12-01 08:08:13 | 65.26 | 98% |
| 360 | 2012-11-30 12:03:42 | 68.81 | 99% |