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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3635 | 2015-02-12 18:17:50 | 76.03 | 93% |
| 3393 | 2014-12-07 06:08:38 | 75.92 | 94% |
| 3243 | 2014-11-19 23:31:35 | 68.05 | 90% |
| 2873 | 2014-10-06 19:59:39 | 78.25 | 95% |
| 2856 | 2014-10-05 18:01:19 | 80.73 | 95% |
| 2201 | 2014-07-27 00:47:05 | 76.58 | 94% |
| 2156 | 2014-07-22 19:57:58 | 75.90 | 95% |
| 1869 | 2014-06-15 09:46:13 | 69.49 | 93% |
| 1516 | 2014-05-23 18:14:19 | 64.35 | 90% |
| 1317 | 2014-05-16 21:21:57 | 74.88 | 96% |
| 1231 | 2014-05-12 21:48:30 | 68.84 | 92% |
| 1059 | 2014-04-26 15:45:00 | 82.25 | 98% |
| 618 | 2014-04-01 14:46:12 | 69.53 | 95% |