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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3487 | 2013-04-05 03:31:31 | 102.26 | 96% |
| 3296 | 2013-02-26 23:04:29 | 105.11 | 97% |
| 3146 | 2013-02-25 06:39:19 | 88.38 | 94% |
| 3057 | 2013-02-23 22:44:29 | 103.36 | 98% |
| 2461 | 2013-02-17 22:13:52 | 90.57 | 90% |
| 2312 | 2013-02-16 11:35:55 | 93.97 | 94% |
| 1964 | 2012-04-05 14:07:49 | 98.61 | 97% |
| 1740 | 2011-12-04 18:56:20 | 80.87 | 96% |
| 1733 | 2011-11-17 16:11:15 | 96.61 | 95% |
| 1585 | 2011-10-30 08:58:51 | 109.58 | 99% |
| 1394 | 2011-10-18 02:02:39 | 107.29 | 99% |
| 1067 | 2011-09-17 10:09:06 | 94.36 | 98% |
| 712 | 2011-02-13 08:02:16 | 82.60 | |
| 196 | 2011-01-03 06:49:44 | 87.27 |