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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1522 | 2013-08-21 04:52:11 | 112.23 | 93% |
| 1495 | 2013-05-08 02:24:31 | 130.38 | 98% |
| 1448 | 2013-04-09 00:40:49 | 130.13 | 95% |
| 1399 | 2013-03-20 02:24:48 | 115.18 | 96% |
| 1360 | 2013-03-12 15:41:57 | 131.98 | 98% |
| 1333 | 2013-03-08 18:22:12 | 123.93 | 96% |
| 1298 | 2013-02-23 03:51:02 | 116.49 | 95% |
| 818 | 2012-02-10 19:34:30 | 117.81 | 94% |
| 485 | 2011-10-27 17:48:51 | 120.14 | 95% |
| 98 | 2011-09-13 19:07:45 | 120.89 | 98% |