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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3253 | 2014-01-09 14:30:39 | 112.69 | 93% |
| 3039 | 2013-09-18 23:10:18 | 118.20 | 94% |
| 3024 | 2013-09-18 17:15:11 | 119.85 | 93% |
| 2987 | 2013-09-16 14:05:30 | 130.48 | 98% |
| 2597 | 2012-11-12 07:54:06 | 119.51 | 97% |