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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3412 | 2013-12-23 21:00:27 | 107.20 | 98% |
| 2543 | 2012-05-10 11:35:13 | 103.12 | 99% |
| 1801 | 2012-02-12 15:03:03 | 89.55 | 96% |
| 1090 | 2011-08-19 13:26:21 | 86.08 | 97% |
| 1085 | 2011-08-18 09:26:44 | 92.27 | 97% |
| 662 | 2011-03-26 22:23:58 | 53.13 |