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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2144 | 2013-12-15 02:11:30 | 67.73 | 96% |
| 2139 | 2013-12-14 19:27:09 | 71.33 | 96% |
| 1766 | 2013-01-16 13:20:23 | 69.41 | 95% |
| 1020 | 2012-08-15 00:58:40 | 66.53 | 93% |
| 568 | 2012-07-16 12:27:14 | 63.91 | 95% |
| 488 | 2012-07-10 20:55:22 | 68.17 | 95% |