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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2506 | 2015-03-11 22:17:51 | 94.86 | 92% |
| 2474 | 2015-03-08 04:57:39 | 102.63 | 96% |
| 2361 | 2015-02-26 06:39:16 | 104.84 | 97% |
| 2122 | 2014-12-11 00:04:34 | 102.92 | 97% |
| 1814 | 2014-11-19 05:26:49 | 95.28 | 94% |
| 1612 | 2014-11-07 03:59:06 | 90.45 | 94% |
| 1507 | 2014-11-06 21:20:01 | 87.87 | 94% |
| 1308 | 2014-05-11 04:25:15 | 86.61 | 92% |
| 1283 | 2014-04-30 09:02:42 | 78.26 | 90% |
| 757 | 2013-02-04 22:42:00 | 92.96 | 97% |
| 747 | 2013-02-04 22:04:51 | 95.00 | 95% |
| 380 | 2013-01-14 20:45:17 | 93.53 | 95% |