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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2285 | 2015-12-31 01:42:33 | 85.72 | 93% |
| 2099 | 2015-07-04 20:38:48 | 80.23 | 94% |
| 1458 | 2014-09-18 18:14:16 | 87.28 | 96% |
| 1289 | 2014-01-31 06:00:35 | 80.70 | 94% |
| 276 | 2012-10-30 04:14:27 | 90.47 | 98% |
| 240 | 2012-09-27 05:49:20 | 69.71 | 89% |
| 189 | 2012-09-23 01:45:49 | 84.80 | 95% |