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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1901 | 2013-07-02 14:17:29 | 124.26 | 97% |
| 1869 | 2013-07-02 08:03:32 | 104.29 | 94% |
| 1800 | 2013-06-23 12:24:01 | 113.15 | 97% |
| 1695 | 2013-06-21 07:25:42 | 119.77 | 97% |
| 1503 | 2013-04-26 05:06:18 | 113.31 | 95% |
| 868 | 2012-01-10 15:52:05 | 108.48 | 96% |
| 513 | 2011-11-01 17:45:40 | 87.11 | 90% |
| 379 | 2011-10-28 19:01:35 | 89.55 | 93% |
| 234 | 2011-10-25 12:31:33 | 89.71 | 94% |
| 46 | 2011-10-23 12:47:33 | 98.41 | 94% |