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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1801 | 2013-03-08 20:53:15 | 100.39 | 95% |
| 1750 | 2013-02-27 16:38:31 | 85.33 | 90% |
| 1670 | 2013-02-20 13:25:11 | 91.03 | 94% |
| 1553 | 2013-02-07 23:47:46 | 89.37 | 93% |
| 1002 | 2012-02-03 03:59:56 | 89.18 | 95% |
| 937 | 2011-05-02 18:31:53 | 93.71 | |
| 387 | 2010-11-17 15:48:22 | 86.18 | |
| 362 | 2010-11-16 01:28:22 | 85.47 |