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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2156 | 2014-04-07 00:14:01 | 98.87 | 95% |
| 1876 | 2013-06-21 00:28:13 | 97.33 | 96% |
| 1818 | 2013-06-02 21:33:47 | 93.92 | 97% |
| 588 | 2013-01-06 00:37:42 | 83.24 | 94% |
| 360 | 2012-11-28 03:17:04 | 91.21 | 95% |
| 223 | 2012-11-19 22:14:37 | 88.48 | 97% |