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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1111 | 2014-06-04 19:35:20 | 91.15 | 95% |
| 954 | 2013-06-11 21:56:31 | 88.04 | 95% |
| 809 | 2013-01-07 01:33:51 | 95.48 | 98% |
| 390 | 2012-04-18 21:05:53 | 63.01 | 91% |
| 34 | 2011-04-18 04:35:27 | 43.25 |