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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3842 | 2013-06-03 13:16:27 | 68.30 | 97% |
| 3697 | 2013-05-30 13:25:21 | 51.86 | 92% |
| 3214 | 2013-05-16 17:50:05 | 55.16 | 88% |
| 3037 | 2013-05-13 14:31:52 | 63.17 | 97% |
| 2742 | 2013-05-08 11:49:45 | 70.23 | 96% |
| 2549 | 2013-05-03 21:58:39 | 63.64 | 96% |
| 2023 | 2013-04-24 14:11:21 | 65.31 | 97% |
| 1401 | 2013-04-15 16:57:00 | 60.40 | 96% |
| 1084 | 2013-04-09 22:09:17 | 61.18 | 99% |