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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2551 | 2013-07-26 09:24:35 | 81.21 | 92% |
| 2525 | 2013-07-24 04:55:05 | 76.33 | 94% |
| 2368 | 2013-06-19 15:06:57 | 75.45 | 91% |
| 2329 | 2013-04-18 14:41:31 | 77.22 | 91% |
| 2167 | 2012-11-02 10:17:55 | 90.71 | 97% |
| 1848 | 2012-09-06 08:20:57 | 77.43 | 93% |
| 1544 | 2012-08-15 06:35:12 | 73.70 | 92% |
| 1075 | 2012-08-01 10:18:33 | 67.61 | 88% |
| 101 | 2012-06-18 23:25:39 | 59.02 | 88% |
| 77 | 2012-06-16 01:34:13 | 57.57 | 88% |
| 36 | 2012-06-11 08:28:19 | 64.82 | 95% |