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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3095 | 2010-12-30 19:20:58 | 107.06 | |
| 2356 | 2010-12-10 11:23:48 | 102.14 | |
| 2163 | 2010-12-03 02:48:55 | 89.15 | |
| 1826 | 2010-11-23 12:30:32 | 102.88 | |
| 1723 | 2010-11-21 13:20:40 | 95.45 | |
| 1433 | 2010-11-05 01:30:48 | 86.93 | |
| 634 | 2010-09-28 12:44:31 | 82.61 | |
| 464 | 2010-09-24 03:24:42 | 91.00 | |
| 442 | 2010-09-23 10:25:02 | 94.35 |