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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4095 | 2011-11-12 10:46:35 | 68.94 | 94% |
| 3566 | 2011-10-11 15:41:49 | 70.83 | 97% |
| 3360 | 2011-10-08 23:22:32 | 70.91 | 94% |
| 2791 | 2011-09-29 18:59:40 | 75.10 | 98% |
| 2589 | 2011-09-26 19:17:46 | 69.03 | 94% |
| 2460 | 2011-09-26 10:07:16 | 72.60 | 96% |
| 2054 | 2011-09-17 18:14:15 | 67.88 | 95% |