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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7856 | 2011-12-09 06:15:55 | 66.05 | 92% |
| 6982 | 2011-11-21 03:21:25 | 68.40 | 87% |
| 6763 | 2011-11-18 23:36:00 | 68.96 | 90% |
| 6641 | 2011-11-18 18:43:55 | 69.97 | 88% |
| 6521 | 2011-11-16 09:33:49 | 72.73 | 98% |
| 6416 | 2011-11-16 06:09:38 | 75.58 | 95% |
| 6210 | 2011-11-13 10:52:18 | 73.20 | 97% |
| 6159 | 2011-11-13 08:34:52 | 71.82 | 95% |
| 5408 | 2011-11-01 16:34:32 | 69.90 | 92% |
| 5221 | 2011-10-30 09:42:43 | 73.11 | 94% |
| 4262 | 2011-10-10 07:40:52 | 68.61 | 98% |
| 3959 | 2011-10-08 14:55:49 | 72.79 | 92% |
| 3918 | 2011-10-08 08:01:04 | 64.43 | 94% |
| 2270 | 2011-09-07 13:10:59 | 68.50 | 92% |
| 944 | 2011-08-23 21:17:09 | 77.45 | 93% |
| 266 | 2011-08-19 03:29:45 | 59.16 | 87% |
| 223 | 2011-08-18 22:21:54 | 72.36 | 95% |