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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3801 | 2014-07-28 09:40:22 | 79.35 | 98% |
| 3449 | 2014-03-07 10:54:48 | 79.49 | 98% |
| 2861 | 2013-08-16 11:39:24 | 76.37 | 100% |
| 2777 | 2013-08-07 06:20:33 | 78.05 | 99% |
| 2725 | 2013-08-06 04:16:36 | 84.17 | 100% |
| 2564 | 2013-07-26 16:04:55 | 82.86 | 99% |
| 2245 | 2013-07-22 12:48:27 | 82.19 | 98% |
| 1904 | 2013-06-29 15:21:52 | 77.72 | 99% |
| 1824 | 2013-06-25 02:54:24 | 80.98 | 99% |
| 479 | 2013-02-24 12:05:19 | 70.13 | 97% |
| 112 | 2013-02-17 09:08:48 | 61.59 | 95% |
| 9 | 2013-02-15 00:05:27 | 69.88 | 98% |