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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1838 | 2013-10-19 08:42:22 | 65.78 | 96% |
| 1784 | 2013-10-13 10:01:27 | 72.46 | 94% |
| 1510 | 2012-10-03 06:38:21 | 63.95 | 95% |
| 1495 | 2012-10-01 06:09:27 | 61.82 | 96% |
| 1241 | 2012-09-02 08:15:28 | 63.49 | 96% |
| 1125 | 2012-08-25 05:31:07 | 52.30 | 93% |
| 206 | 2011-03-05 15:59:22 | 43.15 |