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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2250 | 2015-07-19 09:45:04 | 112.34 | 87% |
| 1819 | 2014-06-02 16:39:58 | 107.80 | 88% |
| 1618 | 2014-04-12 12:37:08 | 115.22 | 94% |
| 1355 | 2014-03-16 20:30:55 | 113.43 | 94% |
| 1157 | 2014-03-02 21:01:00 | 108.15 | 94% |
| 1057 | 2014-02-16 19:57:16 | 108.19 | 95% |
| 845 | 2014-01-22 21:26:50 | 104.47 | 91% |
| 416 | 2013-12-23 23:38:47 | 96.28 | 94% |