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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1260 | 2015-01-17 22:22:23 | 98.28 | 95% |
| 1178 | 2015-01-14 19:36:21 | 99.01 | 98% |
| 838 | 2012-09-06 02:32:31 | 101.72 | 98% |
| 818 | 2012-03-17 04:22:39 | 80.34 | 92% |
| 658 | 2011-05-10 19:58:49 | 97.24 | 96% |
| 279 | 2011-03-27 22:48:17 | 93.09 |