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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2203 | 2015-07-31 10:31:02 | 94.46 | 97% |
| 2091 | 2015-07-09 08:22:42 | 95.13 | 98% |
| 2070 | 2015-07-08 11:07:47 | 90.56 | 97% |
| 1806 | 2014-08-25 06:15:12 | 88.36 | 99% |
| 1380 | 2014-01-25 04:33:52 | 94.56 | 99% |
| 1056 | 2013-12-30 06:00:51 | 85.02 | 96% |
| 956 | 2013-12-25 11:53:38 | 95.76 | 100% |
| 891 | 2013-12-21 18:26:10 | 89.99 | 99% |
| 648 | 2013-12-09 10:30:58 | 85.54 | 99% |
| 370 | 2013-11-25 18:35:58 | 81.54 | 98% |
| 321 | 2013-11-23 11:05:25 | 78.77 | 96% |