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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2352 | 2015-06-21 23:01:21 | 148.98 | 100% |
| 2305 | 2015-06-21 00:57:00 | 131.02 | 96% |
| 2202 | 2015-06-08 23:43:07 | 138.28 | 98% |
| 2053 | 2014-03-07 01:59:46 | 134.60 | 95% |
| 2042 | 2014-03-06 02:21:59 | 156.24 | 100% |
| 1320 | 2013-07-30 23:43:43 | 145.85 | 100% |
| 1276 | 2013-07-29 23:37:08 | 147.80 | 100% |
| 1267 | 2013-07-29 06:32:53 | 140.11 | 96% |
| 909 | 2013-07-08 23:26:24 | 140.29 | 98% |
| 509 | 2013-06-21 05:17:38 | 121.16 | 97% |
| 342 | 2013-02-24 09:45:18 | 107.84 | 93% |