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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1957 | 2013-01-31 02:54:12 | 75.35 | 92% |
| 1239 | 2013-01-05 12:24:47 | 84.74 | 97% |
| 1055 | 2012-06-16 02:26:14 | 73.53 | 92% |
| 948 | 2011-12-27 12:05:23 | 83.61 | 98% |
| 921 | 2011-12-27 07:30:49 | 74.92 | 97% |
| 716 | 2011-08-30 00:50:16 | 76.07 | 95% |
| 186 | 2010-10-08 14:25:01 | 79.24 | |
| 119 | 2010-09-21 13:20:14 | 75.13 |