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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1902 | 2013-10-31 08:45:59 | 102.69 | 93% |
| 1769 | 2013-10-21 22:05:36 | 103.51 | 94% |
| 1537 | 2013-04-26 02:32:30 | 106.81 | 95% |
| 1393 | 2013-02-21 03:07:53 | 98.13 | 92% |
| 1382 | 2013-02-15 02:43:07 | 103.15 | 93% |
| 1159 | 2012-10-15 06:48:12 | 106.98 | 95% |