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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2289 | 2014-09-13 15:51:21 | 106.93 | 97% |
| 1141 | 2013-02-21 12:37:30 | 98.80 | 96% |
| 802 | 2013-01-16 09:46:12 | 94.41 | 98% |
| 432 | 2012-11-30 13:57:23 | 86.17 | 93% |
| 421 | 2012-11-30 12:03:29 | 86.05 | 94% |
| 384 | 2012-11-28 04:49:36 | 79.53 | 93% |