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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6506 | 2013-03-27 20:01:22 | 45.97 | 92% |
| 4821 | 2012-12-05 01:58:46 | 51.80 | 97% |
| 4437 | 2012-11-26 14:44:59 | 45.98 | 94% |
| 3940 | 2012-11-16 14:34:14 | 44.89 | 97% |
| 3774 | 2012-11-14 15:57:47 | 43.96 | 96% |
| 2501 | 2010-07-16 13:14:26 | 44.57 |