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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1284 | 2013-10-30 00:41:50 | 68.88 | 98% |
| 1084 | 2013-10-23 01:38:21 | 67.37 | 96% |
| 780 | 2013-10-18 23:01:46 | 67.31 | 97% |
| 639 | 2013-10-16 23:10:41 | 61.34 | 99% |
| 307 | 2013-10-07 21:51:17 | 56.88 | 95% |
| 201 | 2013-10-06 14:31:41 | 57.27 | 95% |