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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2597 | 2016-02-07 15:38:51 | 103.63 | 95% |
| 2554 | 2014-10-15 16:48:30 | 111.49 | 97% |
| 2290 | 2014-02-13 14:29:45 | 112.66 | 97% |
| 2107 | 2013-10-20 14:50:03 | 103.73 | 94% |
| 2074 | 2013-10-14 22:13:13 | 108.40 | 97% |
| 1414 | 2012-06-06 22:05:04 | 105.31 | 97% |
| 1269 | 2012-03-11 15:52:10 | 104.11 | 98% |
| 1202 | 2012-01-31 21:34:04 | 97.64 | 95% |
| 938 | 2011-11-22 16:07:08 | 105.21 | 96% |
| 929 | 2011-11-20 17:24:53 | 105.32 | 98% |
| 414 | 2011-05-13 11:42:47 | 96.09 | 94% |
| 185 | 2011-03-21 15:30:25 | 104.27 | |
| 45 | 2011-03-01 04:56:06 | 97.84 |