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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1668 | 2013-05-18 14:49:18 | 120.90 | 96% |
| 1355 | 2013-02-26 03:04:36 | 109.14 | 94% |
| 1025 | 2013-01-30 23:28:27 | 103.96 | 93% |
| 803 | 2013-01-22 03:06:05 | 104.78 | 93% |
| 773 | 2013-01-21 23:21:40 | 105.33 | 95% |
| 329 | 2012-12-30 05:35:38 | 98.68 | 93% |
| 192 | 2012-11-02 01:15:06 | 107.30 | 97% |