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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7152 | 2015-11-12 13:22:26 | 63.99 | 97% |
| 7070 | 2015-06-09 08:41:46 | 92.99 | 97% |
| 6954 | 2015-05-06 14:16:52 | 99.43 | 99% |
| 6175 | 2014-08-28 13:11:39 | 79.24 | 91% |
| 6036 | 2014-05-16 17:30:04 | 74.50 | 94% |
| 5934 | 2014-05-13 04:51:56 | 74.69 | 93% |
| 5736 | 2014-04-28 09:00:53 | 85.07 | 94% |
| 4961 | 2014-04-17 17:38:05 | 95.06 | 98% |
| 4241 | 2014-04-11 05:41:36 | 73.42 | 92% |
| 3405 | 2014-03-25 09:59:32 | 67.98 | 91% |
| 1962 | 2013-08-17 15:40:52 | 75.77 | 95% |
| 1157 | 2013-04-27 05:42:58 | 61.06 | 89% |
| 105 | 2012-07-09 15:40:30 | 66.67 | 90% |