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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2468 | 2014-01-03 12:12:54 | 120.29 | 95% |
| 2408 | 2013-12-27 15:57:04 | 127.67 | 99% |
| 2192 | 2013-12-08 17:09:36 | 101.62 | 91% |
| 2130 | 2013-11-28 15:22:33 | 94.98 | 89% |
| 1802 | 2013-10-30 16:26:47 | 95.86 | 89% |
| 1767 | 2013-10-26 22:23:08 | 105.59 | 94% |
| 1463 | 2013-01-09 20:12:58 | 96.11 | 93% |
| 1250 | 2012-09-25 16:17:32 | 99.13 | 94% |
| 980 | 2012-08-17 15:58:42 | 85.46 | 90% |
| 803 | 2012-04-24 20:57:11 | 80.46 | 90% |
| 420 | 2012-03-31 04:24:12 | 92.48 | 94% |