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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2259 | 2015-01-08 14:16:26 | 91.65 | 91% |
| 2156 | 2015-01-05 09:15:51 | 90.11 | 90% |
| 1298 | 2014-01-29 13:57:38 | 76.87 | 89% |
| 1293 | 2014-01-28 13:14:50 | 81.51 | 94% |
| 726 | 2013-11-09 16:27:38 | 94.82 | 97% |
| 725 | 2013-11-09 16:26:28 | 82.75 | 95% |
| 552 | 2013-03-16 03:40:51 | 76.28 | 95% |