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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1300 | 2012-01-26 03:41:48 | 87.77 | 96% |
| 938 | 2011-11-16 04:40:18 | 91.62 | 96% |
| 682 | 2011-11-01 01:51:07 | 78.38 | 95% |
| 515 | 2011-10-20 00:46:54 | 80.06 | 95% |
| 467 | 2011-10-14 04:48:27 | 85.23 | 97% |
| 265 | 2011-09-12 03:14:59 | 80.21 | 98% |