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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1769 | 2012-07-17 22:17:50 | 54.95 | 90% |
| 1528 | 2012-06-28 14:56:14 | 52.81 | 92% |
| 1233 | 2011-10-25 22:00:12 | 60.95 | 94% |
| 998 | 2011-10-12 16:26:38 | 61.28 | 95% |
| 993 | 2011-10-11 21:31:45 | 60.38 | 95% |
| 842 | 2011-10-04 14:40:46 | 53.62 | 94% |
| 618 | 2011-09-30 05:12:53 | 54.61 | 92% |
| 591 | 2011-09-28 20:17:40 | 59.06 | 96% |
| 139 | 2011-09-15 15:09:06 | 53.17 | 94% |