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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3639 | 2012-04-28 00:27:15 | 119.93 | 98% |
| 3565 | 2012-04-25 22:35:41 | 100.83 | 94% |
| 3552 | 2012-02-14 16:32:48 | 112.37 | 98% |
| 3028 | 2011-06-20 00:43:42 | 99.13 | 93% |
| 2929 | 2011-06-19 04:26:05 | 101.05 | 95% |
| 2874 | 2011-06-17 01:50:43 | 108.64 | 95% |
| 2558 | 2011-04-16 23:36:50 | 112.31 | |
| 2236 | 2011-04-03 23:18:10 | 93.58 | |
| 1779 | 2011-03-23 22:19:27 | 105.12 | |
| 1710 | 2011-03-22 04:24:28 | 99.21 | |
| 1633 | 2011-03-20 20:56:28 | 107.29 | |
| 1324 | 2011-03-16 23:47:37 | 109.27 | |
| 828 | 2010-11-28 18:59:01 | 104.45 | |
| 743 | 2010-11-20 03:37:49 | 120.10 | |
| 404 | 2010-11-06 21:49:51 | 104.06 |