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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4265 | 2016-03-23 02:20:03 | 95.08 | 98% |
| 3677 | 2016-01-04 08:21:47 | 85.24 | 96% |
| 2143 | 2013-06-24 02:26:37 | 80.14 | 94% |
| 1807 | 2013-06-20 12:56:01 | 87.63 | 94% |
| 1520 | 2013-06-17 14:32:16 | 69.24 | 90% |
| 1429 | 2013-06-17 05:18:28 | 81.67 | 94% |
| 922 | 2012-11-17 01:43:16 | 71.60 | 90% |