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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4081 | 2011-02-04 04:51:22 | 112.33 | |
| 3494 | 2011-01-05 04:19:40 | 115.59 | |
| 3396 | 2010-12-28 13:56:44 | 113.01 | |
| 3366 | 2010-12-25 04:01:51 | 107.32 | |
| 2997 | 2010-11-29 01:32:34 | 121.23 | |
| 2706 | 2010-11-22 14:00:03 | 117.22 | |
| 2311 | 2010-11-06 02:13:16 | 114.71 | |
| 2150 | 2010-11-04 14:52:14 | 114.59 | |
| 1438 | 2010-10-10 16:29:47 | 109.90 |