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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3160 | 2014-02-12 18:55:35 | 88.76 | 94% |
| 2467 | 2014-01-04 20:29:10 | 71.93 | 92% |
| 1946 | 2013-12-29 19:49:30 | 77.96 | 94% |
| 1721 | 2013-12-24 18:49:33 | 79.44 | 93% |
| 1459 | 2013-12-17 20:53:34 | 78.91 | 92% |
| 1400 | 2013-12-17 14:53:49 | 79.92 | 93% |
| 1206 | 2013-12-10 20:14:11 | 78.27 | 93% |
| 1062 | 2013-12-09 14:45:26 | 76.93 | 93% |
| 904 | 2013-12-04 20:58:03 | 73.99 | 94% |
| 503 | 2013-11-27 12:54:01 | 78.72 | 97% |