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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4434 | 2013-01-18 10:42:28 | 77.75 | 94% |
| 3586 | 2012-10-31 13:05:10 | 75.79 | 93% |
| 3028 | 2012-10-16 19:50:06 | 72.20 | 93% |
| 2807 | 2012-10-11 19:53:22 | 76.71 | 96% |
| 1752 | 2012-07-08 18:55:18 | 72.90 | 96% |
| 1468 | 2012-06-17 19:43:12 | 70.66 | 95% |
| 214 | 2012-05-22 21:47:32 | 37.82 | 93% |