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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4993 | 2013-02-24 12:05:29 | 60.63 | 94% |
| 4920 | 2013-02-24 01:43:09 | 59.58 | 89% |
| 4900 | 2013-02-24 01:16:50 | 49.86 | 91% |
| 4884 | 2013-02-23 17:01:56 | 49.80 | 89% |
| 3214 | 2013-02-11 11:00:42 | 47.40 | 83% |
| 3171 | 2013-02-11 10:01:48 | 53.99 | 86% |
| 2984 | 2013-02-10 10:20:10 | 53.66 | 87% |
| 1595 | 2013-02-02 09:07:53 | 59.42 | 92% |
| 384 | 2013-01-18 12:38:45 | 41.36 | 80% |
| 300 | 2013-01-12 04:58:25 | 37.45 | 79% |