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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1586 | 2012-09-06 22:17:02 | 67.17 | 97% |
| 1309 | 2012-07-24 15:04:58 | 64.33 | 97% |
| 932 | 2011-12-30 21:13:07 | 67.37 | 99% |
| 519 | 2011-12-01 20:37:22 | 61.13 | 97% |
| 301 | 2011-11-10 16:09:44 | 61.15 | 98% |
| 248 | 2011-11-01 21:25:17 | 64.13 | 98% |
| 235 | 2011-10-31 21:41:47 | 60.95 | 95% |