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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2388 | 2015-04-27 07:21:55 | 101.67 | 99% |
| 1964 | 2012-08-29 09:52:48 | 94.06 | 96% |
| 1821 | 2012-08-25 12:04:46 | 85.37 | 94% |
| 1628 | 2012-08-10 11:43:49 | 97.83 | 100% |
| 1177 | 2012-03-31 08:51:19 | 89.15 | 94% |
| 520 | 2012-02-20 09:22:24 | 86.37 | 90% |
| 499 | 2012-02-20 08:12:28 | 91.48 | 96% |
| 487 | 2012-02-20 07:51:10 | 86.46 | 93% |
| 469 | 2012-02-20 06:43:56 | 95.81 | 96% |
| 243 | 2010-11-18 01:49:55 | 73.29 |