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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5508 | 2012-10-31 02:07:36 | 102.23 | 98% |
| 4352 | 2012-03-27 08:54:42 | 102.10 | 99% |
| 2789 | 2011-03-31 04:19:45 | 98.84 | |
| 2330 | 2011-02-08 23:54:48 | 97.37 | |
| 2139 | 2011-02-07 20:01:13 | 98.61 | |
| 1888 | 2011-02-01 00:37:24 | 101.53 | |
| 1553 | 2011-01-24 21:30:11 | 88.16 | |
| 924 | 2011-01-12 00:41:08 | 94.63 | |
| 692 | 2011-01-03 22:29:36 | 93.98 | |
| 242 | 2010-12-16 05:01:26 | 72.51 |