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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1536 | 2016-06-05 10:24:19 | 137.07 | 98% |
| 1146 | 2013-06-19 19:16:16 | 145.84 | 100% |
| 917 | 2012-08-30 00:24:24 | 120.44 | 98% |
| 912 | 2012-08-26 22:02:09 | 109.69 | 95% |
| 325 | 2012-06-11 15:29:53 | 111.41 | 95% |
| 264 | 2012-06-09 00:45:54 | 128.29 | 98% |