Picking up the pieces, half alive in a nine 'til five, vacant eyes, is it any wonder? Primal scream at the TV screen, close your eyes. Now the world is too much with me. Please leave, just go away. Before I lose my mind completely, just leave, please go now.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5127 | 2011-03-16 04:35:12 | 115.41 | |
| 4356 | 2011-03-01 10:42:51 | 116.47 | |
| 4191 | 2011-02-21 16:37:57 | 111.55 | |
| 2982 | 2011-02-13 03:28:42 | 107.22 | |
| 2743 | 2011-02-10 21:01:44 | 114.42 | |
| 2642 | 2011-02-09 05:45:40 | 111.03 | |
| 1839 | 2011-02-04 20:13:08 | 89.09 | |
| 1745 | 2011-02-04 12:20:37 | 103.73 | |
| 1465 | 2011-02-02 22:09:03 | 111.83 | |
| 1462 | 2011-02-02 22:03:57 | 120.19 | |
| 1442 | 2011-02-02 21:26:01 | 114.51 | |
| 1170 | 2011-02-01 15:42:31 | 118.24 | |
| 1148 | 2011-02-01 14:05:21 | 99.49 |