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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3155 | 2012-04-29 13:41:49 | 71.24 | 93% |
| 2917 | 2012-04-26 12:59:58 | 58.81 | 88% |
| 2426 | 2012-04-04 12:39:06 | 68.61 | 94% |
| 1683 | 2011-06-18 12:55:00 | 61.99 | 87% |
| 1649 | 2011-06-18 10:17:54 | 54.42 | 85% |
| 1071 | 2011-05-16 11:56:40 | 57.40 | 91% |
| 790 | 2011-04-28 16:21:50 | 58.06 | |
| 389 | 2010-05-31 12:50:11 | 48.66 |