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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3519 | 2013-03-04 14:00:51 | 60.86 | 93% |
| 3365 | 2012-11-06 15:45:57 | 62.17 | 93% |
| 3312 | 2012-11-04 06:04:07 | 61.36 | 93% |
| 3245 | 2012-10-31 13:25:58 | 52.52 | 88% |
| 2764 | 2012-09-20 10:21:21 | 55.74 | 89% |
| 2337 | 2012-09-04 15:29:54 | 48.90 | 88% |
| 1674 | 2012-08-22 10:44:50 | 52.37 | 91% |
| 1513 | 2012-08-21 06:48:27 | 40.69 | 85% |
| 1110 | 2012-08-15 15:29:07 | 45.67 | 90% |
| 898 | 2012-08-11 10:15:50 | 41.80 | 89% |