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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3362 | 2013-05-01 15:47:14 | 61.04 | 93% |
| 3176 | 2013-04-18 16:09:24 | 59.68 | 92% |
| 2676 | 2013-03-22 21:04:19 | 57.44 | 89% |
| 2583 | 2013-03-21 15:44:03 | 58.22 | 92% |
| 2298 | 2013-03-14 21:43:41 | 60.18 | 94% |
| 2071 | 2013-03-11 15:08:55 | 60.92 | 95% |
| 1671 | 2013-03-01 16:12:34 | 54.62 | 91% |
| 803 | 2013-02-12 16:33:40 | 60.55 | 95% |
| 745 | 2013-02-11 21:18:26 | 63.10 | 97% |
| 260 | 2013-01-30 21:37:19 | 49.86 | 89% |