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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3984 | 2012-12-11 04:41:27 | 92.74 | 98% |
| 3887 | 2012-12-04 23:41:02 | 95.94 | 99% |
| 3336 | 2012-10-16 00:46:07 | 89.49 | 97% |
| 2722 | 2011-05-10 03:26:47 | 92.25 | 98% |
| 2155 | 2011-03-01 15:48:19 | 85.83 | |
| 2113 | 2011-02-28 14:08:11 | 85.61 | |
| 1022 | 2011-01-26 07:27:08 | 70.37 | |
| 736 | 2011-01-20 07:15:20 | 72.07 | |
| 377 | 2011-01-17 02:24:48 | 66.20 |