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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4372 | 2014-09-06 07:06:51 | 97.28 | 98% |
| 3491 | 2013-11-17 23:53:48 | 90.44 | 94% |
| 3452 | 2013-11-13 03:38:28 | 96.74 | 95% |
| 2544 | 2013-07-01 00:11:19 | 98.47 | 99% |
| 2284 | 2013-06-05 01:55:45 | 81.99 | 94% |
| 2042 | 2013-04-20 17:15:03 | 79.33 | 92% |
| 1464 | 2013-02-20 23:12:46 | 81.62 | 96% |
| 1328 | 2013-02-11 04:55:31 | 72.30 | 91% |
| 878 | 2013-01-20 01:29:15 | 69.73 | 93% |
| 673 | 2013-01-13 00:19:52 | 68.72 | 93% |