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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2609 | 2014-12-22 19:59:27 | 101.12 | 90% |
| 2433 | 2014-10-12 16:52:42 | 94.74 | 87% |
| 2128 | 2014-07-30 12:42:45 | 110.72 | 96% |
| 1987 | 2014-03-02 02:34:31 | 102.66 | 96% |
| 1902 | 2014-01-14 01:56:33 | 103.89 | 97% |
| 1510 | 2013-10-22 17:45:32 | 100.13 | 91% |
| 1084 | 2013-05-01 23:50:01 | 93.95 | 94% |
| 284 | 2011-01-05 22:35:13 | 75.80 | |
| 170 | 2010-11-29 22:24:47 | 66.74 |