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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 629 | 2015-10-23 18:52:55 | 90.32 | 93% |
| 580 | 2014-08-30 06:54:31 | 102.10 | 98% |
| 371 | 2013-08-20 23:11:25 | 91.14 | 97% |
| 273 | 2013-08-20 21:03:33 | 99.72 | 99% |
| 126 | 2012-02-05 02:12:57 | 89.69 | 94% |
| 60 | 2011-03-18 04:19:17 | 88.44 |