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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2277 | 2014-01-20 12:23:37 | 74.21 | 92% |
| 1479 | 2013-11-18 10:44:48 | 79.82 | 97% |
| 830 | 2013-10-08 07:28:56 | 77.80 | 96% |
| 679 | 2013-09-09 12:57:22 | 72.50 | 93% |
| 501 | 2013-03-14 12:05:46 | 78.19 | 97% |
| 137 | 2013-02-21 08:05:46 | 71.25 | 95% |
| 69 | 2013-02-20 11:27:42 | 80.36 | 99% |