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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1569 | 2012-04-25 07:40:45 | 152.14 | 95% |
| 1536 | 2012-04-22 07:36:52 | 122.63 | 95% |
| 1208 | 2011-11-09 06:34:07 | 167.60 | 99% |
| 735 | 2011-09-02 19:41:37 | 170.47 | 97% |
| 235 | 2011-07-08 05:47:20 | 142.48 | 89% |
| 64 | 2011-06-26 04:22:52 | 140.06 | 91% |