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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1704 | 2011-10-27 21:57:29 | 82.04 | 94% |
| 1490 | 2011-09-30 23:09:55 | 75.05 | 90% |
| 1450 | 2011-09-29 01:54:43 | 76.33 | 90% |
| 1084 | 2011-08-22 18:00:55 | 73.81 | 88% |
| 707 | 2010-11-20 03:12:17 | 62.95 | |
| 263 | 2010-08-09 21:32:48 | 60.21 | |
| 203 | 2010-08-05 23:34:15 | 63.65 |