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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 570 | 2014-01-01 06:38:07 | 170.39 | 98% |
| 445 | 2013-02-21 20:36:10 | 182.96 | 100% |
| 366 | 2013-01-10 21:10:20 | 162.88 | 94% |
| 322 | 2013-01-02 00:47:48 | 191.20 | 97% |
| 315 | 2013-01-01 10:24:44 | 181.26 | 95% |
| 96 | 2012-11-14 12:42:49 | 174.59 | 100% |
| 49 | 2012-11-09 00:24:29 | 160.88 | 96% |
| 37 | 2012-11-03 00:39:35 | 167.51 | 98% |