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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2036 | 2013-11-24 02:27:25 | 98.34 | 97% |
| 1938 | 2013-11-14 22:03:15 | 82.95 | 90% |
| 1637 | 2013-10-29 15:12:35 | 90.01 | 95% |
| 1558 | 2013-10-26 04:13:39 | 88.30 | 98% |
| 1407 | 2013-10-23 20:58:55 | 74.19 | 88% |
| 1043 | 2012-01-08 05:37:13 | 64.57 | 93% |
| 1003 | 2011-12-21 17:19:31 | 62.49 | 92% |
| 881 | 2011-11-08 00:34:00 | 58.47 | 93% |
| 636 | 2011-10-31 23:55:39 | 49.25 | 93% |
| 606 | 2011-10-31 20:09:56 | 47.63 | 92% |