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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4077 | 2012-04-05 16:37:00 | 116.61 | 99% |
| 3565 | 2012-01-19 09:09:22 | 89.47 | 94% |
| 3562 | 2012-01-19 09:06:36 | 89.54 | 92% |
| 2904 | 2011-10-11 04:59:42 | 92.54 | 96% |
| 2734 | 2011-09-23 11:51:23 | 92.97 | 95% |
| 1523 | 2011-07-07 12:39:46 | 88.13 | 92% |
| 1493 | 2011-07-06 12:16:20 | 80.49 | 92% |
| 1332 | 2011-06-27 14:55:27 | 82.49 | 90% |
| 1171 | 2011-06-15 13:06:35 | 102.81 | 98% |
| 326 | 2011-03-24 03:04:08 | 67.28 | |
| 119 | 2011-03-07 07:28:50 | 76.76 |