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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2586 | 2012-11-08 15:37:19 | 55.16 | 90% |
| 2437 | 2012-07-26 05:26:40 | 58.08 | 89% |
| 1899 | 2011-02-07 08:25:23 | 52.61 | |
| 1503 | 2010-10-31 14:50:50 | 44.25 | |
| 1384 | 2010-10-24 14:32:26 | 43.65 | |
| 937 | 2010-09-12 02:05:56 | 51.34 | |
| 754 | 2010-07-31 06:15:03 | 43.71 |