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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3092 | 2013-11-30 12:58:23 | 78.21 | 93% |
| 3018 | 2013-11-23 07:57:24 | 84.61 | 95% |
| 1898 | 2013-01-12 13:39:19 | 70.47 | 91% |
| 758 | 2012-09-09 16:09:23 | 66.13 | 91% |
| 502 | 2012-08-25 10:34:14 | 67.35 | 92% |
| 384 | 2012-07-15 15:11:22 | 54.45 | 92% |
| 364 | 2012-05-25 08:20:24 | 70.96 | 96% |