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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 706 | 2013-05-03 10:35:12 | 90.70 | 96% |
| 650 | 2013-05-03 02:38:18 | 93.97 | 98% |
| 496 | 2013-04-30 03:15:58 | 81.84 | 95% |
| 385 | 2012-02-06 05:25:53 | 77.36 | 96% |
| 244 | 2011-02-01 06:27:40 | 79.24 | |
| 173 | 2011-01-18 03:01:17 | 87.34 |