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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3855 | 2012-11-06 21:06:34 | 151.02 | 91% |
| 3071 | 2011-09-19 02:39:30 | 159.81 | 94% |
| 3021 | 2011-09-14 02:08:22 | 156.15 | 94% |
| 2982 | 2011-09-11 17:23:49 | 147.81 | 96% |
| 2954 | 2011-08-27 06:48:08 | 153.88 | 91% |
| 2646 | 2011-08-09 23:05:58 | 151.02 | 89% |
| 2375 | 2011-07-31 01:56:39 | 156.71 | 92% |
| 2016 | 2011-07-26 15:25:29 | 147.32 | 96% |
| 1877 | 2011-07-24 23:21:47 | 148.91 | 94% |
| 34 | 2011-05-25 04:54:06 | 146.48 | 96% |