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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1590 | 2013-10-03 18:50:09 | 93.59 | 97% |
| 1058 | 2013-09-17 00:27:53 | 90.29 | 97% |
| 909 | 2013-09-13 00:48:35 | 96.12 | 99% |
| 615 | 2013-09-03 18:55:40 | 89.36 | 98% |
| 505 | 2013-09-01 05:51:04 | 88.08 | 98% |
| 345 | 2013-08-29 03:28:44 | 80.32 | 99% |
| 147 | 2013-08-16 21:44:34 | 51.70 | 95% |