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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1827 | 2014-03-25 12:00:26 | 59.13 | 90% |
| 1346 | 2013-04-26 05:32:57 | 53.77 | 91% |
| 1323 | 2013-04-22 07:04:36 | 48.86 | 88% |
| 1240 | 2013-04-16 06:26:56 | 52.52 | 89% |
| 775 | 2013-04-04 11:44:50 | 40.08 | 85% |
| 337 | 2013-03-25 10:47:28 | 38.08 | 86% |