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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4471 | 2014-12-01 22:12:31 | 72.83 | 94% |
| 4083 | 2014-11-04 20:13:09 | 79.86 | 94% |
| 3399 | 2014-10-13 17:43:33 | 67.08 | 90% |
| 3292 | 2014-10-09 18:57:40 | 66.07 | 91% |
| 3068 | 2014-10-06 22:51:54 | 68.36 | 92% |
| 2806 | 2014-10-01 23:33:29 | 65.04 | 91% |
| 1921 | 2014-09-01 19:21:12 | 64.29 | 93% |
| 1352 | 2014-08-17 19:59:07 | 58.12 | 92% |
| 1037 | 2014-08-11 17:04:46 | 54.24 | 91% |
| 199 | 2014-07-26 22:11:31 | 48.19 | 91% |