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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8106 | 2016-02-08 06:00:17 | 96.33 | 97% |
| 6594 | 2014-08-13 16:08:16 | 92.86 | 97% |
| 5765 | 2014-05-03 22:37:49 | 85.62 | 95% |
| 5541 | 2014-04-10 20:50:25 | 93.38 | 99% |
| 5018 | 2014-02-28 19:18:47 | 84.33 | 97% |
| 4695 | 2014-01-27 17:43:47 | 86.09 | 95% |
| 4159 | 2012-04-29 13:41:45 | 76.39 | 98% |
| 3847 | 2012-04-22 18:33:51 | 74.58 | 94% |
| 3800 | 2012-04-22 11:50:50 | 75.98 | 96% |
| 3683 | 2012-04-15 16:25:30 | 74.35 | 95% |
| 3529 | 2012-04-12 16:42:15 | 82.79 | 98% |
| 3134 | 2012-03-28 16:20:18 | 82.62 | 97% |
| 1277 | 2012-02-03 17:08:40 | 70.63 | 94% |