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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5593 | 2014-11-23 21:22:08 | 60.77 | 94% |
| 5459 | 2014-11-17 00:26:16 | 67.01 | 97% |
| 5440 | 2014-11-14 08:31:20 | 65.49 | 98% |
| 4628 | 2012-12-13 03:31:30 | 58.41 | 94% |
| 4446 | 2012-11-05 22:58:10 | 66.15 | 96% |
| 4391 | 2012-10-31 03:16:45 | 61.01 | 95% |
| 3879 | 2012-07-13 00:53:18 | 60.66 | 96% |
| 2803 | 2012-05-10 17:58:17 | 56.73 | 95% |
| 2746 | 2012-05-08 22:39:23 | 59.64 | 95% |
| 2725 | 2012-05-08 02:27:08 | 57.83 | 97% |
| 2490 | 2012-05-01 22:09:13 | 54.28 | 95% |
| 1381 | 2012-02-02 04:03:05 | 49.54 | 95% |