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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3451 | 2013-08-13 23:53:11 | 75.57 | 90% |
| 3179 | 2013-07-04 14:10:22 | 72.59 | 88% |
| 3083 | 2013-07-02 14:17:42 | 91.64 | 94% |
| 2622 | 2013-06-20 13:59:31 | 59.92 | 89% |
| 2032 | 2013-04-29 20:14:11 | 65.96 | 92% |
| 1917 | 2013-04-24 14:11:13 | 73.42 | 90% |
| 1676 | 2013-04-15 20:13:44 | 48.08 | 91% |
| 915 | 2012-02-21 17:43:12 | 72.03 | 93% |
| 192 | 2011-12-22 12:30:27 | 36.20 | 92% |