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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1255 | 2013-08-24 09:05:05 | 93.47 | 97% |
| 1183 | 2013-08-14 01:41:05 | 76.11 | 94% |
| 1040 | 2013-08-03 07:55:34 | 81.93 | 95% |
| 751 | 2013-06-05 06:58:03 | 68.32 | 91% |
| 563 | 2013-04-24 03:12:59 | 80.45 | 95% |
| 338 | 2013-03-22 02:49:07 | 75.48 | 94% |