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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1311 | 2013-10-31 03:25:55 | 64.95 | 95% |
| 1233 | 2012-01-10 02:51:01 | 66.78 | 96% |
| 1075 | 2011-06-15 21:48:13 | 67.61 | 97% |
| 986 | 2011-04-23 06:25:03 | 61.52 | |
| 927 | 2011-04-09 22:48:52 | 60.20 | |
| 918 | 2011-04-07 04:13:57 | 61.08 |