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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3627 | 2013-09-03 18:02:42 | 73.82 | 95% |
| 3473 | 2013-07-23 21:22:15 | 81.79 | 97% |
| 3272 | 2013-07-09 22:31:36 | 72.76 | 94% |
| 3019 | 2013-04-12 15:52:34 | 75.41 | 96% |
| 2229 | 2013-02-08 19:21:53 | 74.03 | 94% |
| 1846 | 2013-01-22 15:56:49 | 76.15 | 96% |
| 1475 | 2013-01-04 17:23:22 | 67.41 | 93% |
| 110 | 2012-11-16 17:24:33 | 59.36 | 91% |