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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6598 | 2013-12-09 03:15:06 | 77.17 | 98% |
| 6015 | 2013-11-25 03:26:26 | 80.57 | 97% |
| 5836 | 2013-11-23 05:01:34 | 80.97 | 99% |
| 5473 | 2013-11-13 02:09:42 | 77.61 | 97% |
| 4839 | 2013-11-06 02:18:19 | 78.61 | 99% |
| 3993 | 2013-09-15 00:44:28 | 76.07 | 97% |
| 3447 | 2013-09-04 10:18:31 | 65.07 | 97% |
| 3045 | 2013-09-01 07:54:38 | 67.74 | 95% |
| 2592 | 2013-08-27 14:45:19 | 64.39 | 94% |
| 2446 | 2013-08-26 08:50:46 | 66.90 | 94% |
| 2226 | 2013-08-25 10:17:45 | 62.61 | 97% |
| 2024 | 2013-08-23 10:20:05 | 70.40 | 96% |
| 1306 | 2013-08-10 03:10:43 | 71.44 | 97% |
| 1092 | 2013-08-06 06:48:27 | 65.33 | 95% |