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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6345 | 2011-06-23 01:55:41 | 127.12 | 95% |
| 6288 | 2011-06-20 00:43:41 | 101.69 | 87% |
| 5777 | 2011-01-01 18:23:32 | 98.75 | |
| 5719 | 2010-12-31 16:08:14 | 108.72 | |
| 4804 | 2010-11-07 16:14:41 | 115.24 | |
| 3767 | 2010-07-10 04:06:34 | 122.25 | |
| 3763 | 2010-07-10 04:03:36 | 110.32 |