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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1745 | 2013-05-30 03:14:30 | 92.90 | 98% |
| 1653 | 2013-04-07 17:04:27 | 93.52 | 99% |
| 1404 | 2013-02-27 20:33:33 | 84.59 | 95% |
| 1012 | 2011-12-12 23:28:58 | 81.81 | 97% |
| 506 | 2011-10-25 21:13:06 | 68.60 | 93% |
| 64 | 2011-08-02 04:33:26 | 68.89 | 96% |