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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1694 | 2013-07-10 01:59:55 | 74.05 | 91% |
| 1472 | 2013-03-17 19:18:31 | 76.83 | 92% |
| 832 | 2012-12-25 04:00:13 | 67.23 | 89% |
| 381 | 2012-10-20 04:09:42 | 55.14 | 86% |
| 376 | 2012-10-20 04:02:06 | 55.17 | 83% |
| 277 | 2012-10-17 01:11:23 | 57.25 | 85% |