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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2941 | 2014-08-11 17:04:44 | 55.70 | 93% |
| 2430 | 2014-03-04 16:36:16 | 65.35 | 96% |
| 2018 | 2014-02-08 02:26:01 | 62.24 | 97% |
| 1864 | 2014-02-04 16:20:27 | 68.87 | 98% |
| 1862 | 2014-02-04 16:06:48 | 58.98 | 95% |
| 681 | 2013-10-01 19:22:06 | 51.38 | 91% |
| 94 | 2013-03-16 03:35:27 | 40.63 | 87% |