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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5670 | 2016-06-20 20:34:36 | 68.61 | 89% |
| 5305 | 2016-03-01 14:42:13 | 63.00 | 88% |
| 4703 | 2015-07-06 18:00:22 | 59.92 | 91% |
| 4259 | 2015-04-28 14:45:44 | 56.60 | 87% |
| 3980 | 2015-03-31 13:02:26 | 57.96 | 89% |
| 3705 | 2015-02-20 17:50:37 | 57.55 | 87% |
| 3277 | 2015-01-03 18:01:23 | 53.43 | 89% |
| 3014 | 2014-12-05 13:03:36 | 53.29 | 86% |
| 2964 | 2014-12-02 15:04:49 | 53.84 | 90% |
| 2536 | 2014-11-10 18:16:22 | 49.18 | 87% |
| 2205 | 2014-10-14 17:14:31 | 50.25 | 89% |
| 1996 | 2014-09-30 14:23:26 | 48.54 | 91% |
| 1935 | 2014-09-25 12:43:01 | 53.07 | 93% |
| 1691 | 2014-09-15 19:21:23 | 41.09 | 88% |