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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2778 | 2015-11-24 11:50:33 | 77.91 | 93% |
| 2670 | 2015-05-15 02:39:52 | 73.75 | 87% |
| 1355 | 2013-08-18 20:36:48 | 84.64 | 90% |
| 1074 | 2013-07-13 00:32:18 | 102.88 | 92% |
| 968 | 2013-07-09 22:27:12 | 90.86 | 90% |
| 677 | 2013-06-26 23:26:32 | 88.63 | 96% |
| 599 | 2013-06-25 01:48:48 | 79.22 | 89% |
| 153 | 2013-05-05 23:09:43 | 74.62 | 93% |