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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1688 | 2013-04-22 21:53:34 | 104.71 | 97% |
| 1178 | 2013-02-19 09:00:54 | 92.69 | 91% |
| 895 | 2012-12-11 23:48:45 | 92.80 | 92% |
| 820 | 2012-12-07 02:01:08 | 95.33 | 92% |
| 734 | 2012-12-03 08:09:43 | 87.97 | 92% |
| 718 | 2012-12-03 01:03:14 | 101.15 | 95% |
| 706 | 2012-12-03 00:40:11 | 92.26 | 91% |
| 669 | 2012-12-01 13:13:43 | 90.95 | 95% |
| 151 | 2012-11-06 10:36:31 | 86.73 | 91% |