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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1797 | 2015-06-23 18:12:40 | 83.32 | 97% |
| 1578 | 2015-01-22 17:00:21 | 76.11 | 93% |
| 1246 | 2014-11-11 16:09:36 | 81.02 | 94% |
| 1066 | 2014-10-10 20:57:32 | 80.25 | 95% |
| 794 | 2014-05-16 16:05:35 | 68.29 | 94% |
| 537 | 2014-04-08 20:42:03 | 72.52 | 97% |
| 474 | 2014-04-03 18:11:51 | 57.34 | 90% |