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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7118 | 2016-04-08 14:50:05 | 57.43 | 90% |
| 5861 | 2015-01-23 17:50:18 | 51.24 | 89% |
| 5660 | 2015-01-16 18:08:45 | 53.35 | 87% |
| 5518 | 2015-01-14 12:48:38 | 55.84 | 88% |
| 5212 | 2015-01-10 14:58:35 | 54.07 | 90% |
| 4103 | 2014-08-17 14:30:21 | 54.31 | 90% |
| 3811 | 2014-08-12 13:10:09 | 61.72 | 92% |
| 3279 | 2014-07-16 19:38:21 | 62.12 | 94% |
| 3254 | 2014-07-12 11:40:57 | 54.45 | 92% |
| 831 | 2013-09-07 16:17:53 | 53.12 | 90% |
| 568 | 2013-08-10 18:57:54 | 57.78 | 90% |
| 550 | 2013-08-10 12:04:22 | 56.89 | 93% |
| 405 | 2013-07-27 15:24:50 | 52.62 | 90% |