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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2614 | 2016-11-28 15:01:25 | 106.60 | 93% |
| 2527 | 2013-12-20 09:55:29 | 95.91 | 89% |
| 2409 | 2013-12-19 11:09:50 | 90.35 | 88% |
| 2131 | 2013-11-18 11:01:17 | 108.10 | 93% |
| 1821 | 2013-06-03 04:29:39 | 96.50 | 90% |
| 1643 | 2013-05-31 04:28:24 | 103.78 | 92% |
| 1577 | 2013-05-29 05:39:30 | 96.13 | 88% |
| 1163 | 2013-04-13 10:53:50 | 105.85 | 93% |
| 1161 | 2013-04-13 10:50:19 | 102.28 | 91% |
| 1034 | 2013-04-02 10:46:37 | 89.62 | 91% |
| 128 | 2012-11-14 14:41:35 | 89.83 | 90% |