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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3261 | 2013-07-25 01:28:53 | 70.01 | 96% |
| 3175 | 2013-05-01 09:40:37 | 58.60 | 92% |
| 1486 | 2011-08-29 23:06:13 | 58.15 | 95% |
| 1121 | 2011-07-23 18:03:52 | 52.13 | 94% |
| 1116 | 2011-07-23 17:50:20 | 52.12 | 94% |
| 788 | 2011-04-20 20:58:20 | 57.34 | |
| 746 | 2011-04-18 16:16:14 | 51.53 | |
| 598 | 2011-04-10 19:35:18 | 56.24 |