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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1285 | 2015-04-30 09:43:50 | 78.42 | 94% |
| 1180 | 2014-02-03 09:03:23 | 79.48 | 95% |
| 1162 | 2013-10-04 13:30:57 | 90.28 | 94% |
| 941 | 2013-02-12 01:50:09 | 82.11 | 97% |
| 697 | 2012-05-30 08:55:55 | 75.40 | 96% |
| 247 | 2012-04-23 06:08:35 | 67.38 | 97% |