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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1707 | 2014-05-10 10:51:00 | 112.83 | 88% |
| 1581 | 2014-04-29 13:03:25 | 130.55 | 96% |
| 1492 | 2014-04-26 11:03:43 | 107.25 | 91% |
| 1460 | 2014-04-25 07:47:51 | 116.67 | 93% |
| 545 | 2014-04-01 10:20:23 | 121.74 | 97% |
| 429 | 2014-03-30 07:56:11 | 111.80 | 93% |
| 168 | 2014-03-25 11:05:43 | 111.57 | 95% |
| 64 | 2014-03-18 10:08:40 | 112.74 | 94% |