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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2816 | 2011-11-07 08:22:08 | 65.83 | 90% |
| 2677 | 2011-06-19 06:40:26 | 76.06 | 94% |
| 2547 | 2011-05-30 20:19:46 | 72.03 | 90% |
| 2273 | 2011-03-17 20:21:08 | 62.23 | |
| 1808 | 2011-01-17 21:27:40 | 66.36 | |
| 1257 | 2010-11-13 20:26:47 | 63.58 | |
| 864 | 2010-10-28 04:46:25 | 53.72 |