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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5128 | 2013-10-10 17:49:50 | 73.32 | 90% |
| 4881 | 2013-09-29 05:12:16 | 84.48 | 94% |
| 4321 | 2013-08-17 12:30:46 | 82.32 | 92% |
| 4250 | 2013-08-10 03:29:33 | 79.21 | 92% |
| 4039 | 2013-05-13 05:47:10 | 89.33 | 96% |
| 3897 | 2013-05-08 16:24:14 | 78.07 | 97% |
| 3073 | 2012-03-29 09:58:51 | 75.85 | 98% |
| 2999 | 2012-03-16 15:26:33 | 89.19 | 99% |
| 2093 | 2012-02-11 02:26:53 | 69.24 | 92% |
| 1766 | 2012-01-25 17:18:03 | 68.60 | 95% |
| 1708 | 2012-01-25 16:12:44 | 74.08 | 94% |
| 426 | 2011-11-30 10:17:54 | 73.33 | 98% |
| 245 | 2011-11-28 12:25:08 | 59.87 | 93% |