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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1423 | 2012-08-24 12:24:48 | 70.28 | 94% |
| 1370 | 2012-08-21 12:25:54 | 75.48 | 96% |
| 1303 | 2012-08-18 03:44:42 | 75.94 | 95% |
| 1245 | 2012-08-17 13:14:28 | 64.10 | 94% |
| 862 | 2011-04-12 16:58:03 | 66.77 | |
| 487 | 2011-03-22 11:50:11 | 57.95 |