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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4256 | 2012-11-12 07:54:13 | 99.82 | 97% |
| 3736 | 2012-02-05 06:57:16 | 82.01 | 90% |
| 3704 | 2012-01-28 10:37:37 | 90.20 | 93% |
| 3067 | 2010-12-17 09:30:39 | 98.19 | |
| 2735 | 2010-12-05 12:01:39 | 93.13 | |
| 2356 | 2010-10-30 08:08:17 | 74.13 | |
| 2154 | 2010-09-12 09:28:15 | 83.59 |