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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7033 | 2011-01-30 00:45:36 | 72.22 | |
| 6782 | 2011-01-09 07:55:37 | 66.54 | |
| 6486 | 2011-01-03 06:49:50 | 77.90 | |
| 6030 | 2010-12-30 03:27:41 | 73.70 | |
| 5725 | 2010-12-29 05:16:52 | 70.97 | |
| 5698 | 2010-12-28 09:36:49 | 67.31 | |
| 5591 | 2010-12-28 04:38:58 | 63.58 |