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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2360 | 2011-12-12 11:35:08 | 106.05 | 93% |
| 2350 | 2011-10-02 20:58:30 | 101.51 | 94% |
| 2072 | 2011-01-25 03:49:54 | 111.75 | |
| 1947 | 2010-11-15 05:19:47 | 124.29 | |
| 1897 | 2010-11-10 06:52:28 | 120.78 | |
| 1819 | 2010-10-29 06:29:52 | 118.87 | |
| 1549 | 2010-09-13 07:29:31 | 95.16 | |
| 1341 | 2010-09-10 02:03:15 | 120.22 | |
| 1217 | 2010-09-06 02:53:59 | 115.76 | |
| 738 | 2010-08-18 05:34:26 | 103.07 |