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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5485 | 2014-09-19 08:38:05 | 89.22 | 95% |
| 5420 | 2013-09-28 08:41:34 | 85.78 | 96% |
| 4749 | 2012-06-29 03:24:03 | 86.45 | 97% |
| 4106 | 2012-02-16 00:14:55 | 80.49 | 97% |
| 2774 | 2011-09-01 01:40:57 | 90.17 | 98% |
| 2686 | 2011-08-25 01:57:50 | 77.27 | 93% |
| 2485 | 2011-08-09 00:00:07 | 77.47 | 96% |
| 2224 | 2011-07-27 00:32:55 | 87.40 | 98% |
| 1617 | 2011-06-30 00:14:35 | 75.66 | 93% |
| 1616 | 2011-06-30 00:13:18 | 78.67 | 98% |
| 1586 | 2011-06-29 14:53:41 | 76.99 | 96% |
| 953 | 2011-04-15 02:18:26 | 69.51 | |
| 874 | 2011-04-13 13:19:09 | 75.49 |