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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4878 | 2015-03-09 17:54:12 | 69.95 | 95% |
| 3393 | 2013-12-30 05:19:08 | 71.94 | 94% |
| 2300 | 2013-11-22 16:38:27 | 49.66 | 86% |
| 2057 | 2013-11-15 04:16:08 | 59.39 | 93% |
| 1148 | 2013-10-02 16:52:49 | 67.93 | 97% |
| 1085 | 2013-09-29 17:11:35 | 60.19 | 91% |
| 736 | 2013-06-16 15:45:50 | 51.00 | 87% |
| 519 | 2013-01-07 18:00:46 | 53.51 | 92% |