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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4008 | 2012-10-05 13:49:34 | 81.57 | 97% |
| 3947 | 2012-08-23 09:52:47 | 78.43 | 95% |
| 2486 | 2011-05-21 13:35:39 | 65.08 | 95% |
| 2393 | 2011-05-17 16:02:28 | 67.22 | 95% |
| 1992 | 2011-04-25 18:57:22 | 62.38 | |
| 1962 | 2011-04-25 12:56:21 | 71.97 | |
| 1095 | 2011-03-31 20:07:59 | 60.91 | |
| 436 | 2011-03-13 19:25:20 | 46.60 | |
| 385 | 2011-03-12 18:23:44 | 45.08 |