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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5933 | 2012-08-30 05:05:31 | 95.66 | 94% |
| 5828 | 2012-08-07 06:26:19 | 96.74 | 97% |
| 5789 | 2012-08-02 04:47:11 | 86.94 | 94% |
| 5731 | 2012-07-19 08:52:57 | 77.77 | 95% |
| 5730 | 2012-07-19 08:41:57 | 85.45 | 96% |
| 4221 | 2011-12-05 09:43:24 | 87.29 | 95% |
| 3744 | 2011-11-14 11:44:11 | 82.93 | 93% |
| 2637 | 2011-07-28 13:52:41 | 85.12 | 97% |
| 2597 | 2011-07-26 13:11:09 | 93.13 | 97% |
| 2163 | 2011-06-14 08:03:51 | 83.09 | 94% |
| 2061 | 2011-06-03 09:11:33 | 85.87 | 95% |
| 1543 | 2011-05-16 07:58:11 | 78.29 | 92% |
| 1251 | 2011-05-12 02:15:36 | 74.68 | 94% |
| 1227 | 2011-05-11 10:56:09 | 80.68 | 94% |