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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2077 | 2014-01-23 16:36:19 | 61.27 | 97% |
| 1853 | 2013-10-25 22:41:57 | 56.75 | 91% |
| 1629 | 2013-10-03 22:28:24 | 58.91 | 97% |
| 1421 | 2012-11-26 00:18:29 | 56.60 | 98% |
| 1068 | 2012-10-25 00:55:21 | 59.13 | 93% |
| 439 | 2011-12-12 02:22:06 | 57.22 | 94% |