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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2477 | 2014-12-30 08:25:53 | 106.80 | 94% |
| 2305 | 2014-03-29 06:33:54 | 105.90 | 97% |
| 2271 | 2013-11-27 16:24:49 | 102.51 | 95% |
| 2171 | 2013-11-20 10:27:54 | 101.03 | 93% |
| 1984 | 2013-10-10 02:43:49 | 92.75 | 93% |
| 1514 | 2013-07-10 09:21:41 | 106.35 | 96% |
| 590 | 2012-02-05 06:57:17 | 79.89 | 92% |
| 50 | 2011-12-28 08:03:02 | 65.81 | 91% |
| 37 | 2011-12-27 12:11:41 | 70.54 | 93% |