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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4374 | 2016-08-23 16:56:38 | 90.87 | 92% |
| 3922 | 2014-09-21 18:15:53 | 76.19 | 87% |
| 3919 | 2014-09-21 18:09:31 | 90.61 | 94% |
| 3374 | 2014-04-08 14:14:10 | 84.21 | 94% |
| 2834 | 2013-12-15 03:54:40 | 77.51 | 89% |
| 2816 | 2013-12-14 18:49:02 | 77.12 | 90% |
| 2196 | 2013-11-03 20:09:01 | 99.40 | 96% |
| 1971 | 2013-10-25 17:14:36 | 76.42 | 90% |
| 1852 | 2013-10-21 12:28:44 | 80.71 | 92% |
| 1792 | 2013-10-19 19:16:45 | 88.93 | 94% |
| 962 | 2013-10-05 19:28:54 | 77.48 | 91% |
| 43 | 2013-09-16 16:42:07 | 79.30 | 93% |