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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2955 | 2013-08-28 07:22:19 | 86.82 | 99% |
| 2644 | 2013-07-03 09:35:17 | 87.45 | 96% |
| 2473 | 2013-06-07 10:32:08 | 86.55 | 96% |
| 2299 | 2013-05-22 11:57:29 | 85.78 | 95% |
| 1967 | 2013-05-02 10:02:07 | 83.38 | 95% |
| 1866 | 2013-04-29 15:54:20 | 80.95 | 96% |
| 1475 | 2013-04-10 08:51:12 | 89.17 | 97% |
| 1402 | 2013-04-08 09:19:33 | 82.59 | 97% |
| 783 | 2013-02-21 09:34:43 | 80.62 | 95% |
| 487 | 2013-02-05 09:34:17 | 79.77 | 96% |