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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2691 | 2011-02-26 01:34:00 | 110.12 | |
| 2645 | 2011-02-25 04:30:21 | 99.14 | |
| 2381 | 2011-01-20 04:30:49 | 92.58 | |
| 2318 | 2011-01-10 22:56:38 | 106.89 | |
| 908 | 2010-11-17 01:47:27 | 99.75 | |
| 868 | 2010-11-14 22:57:10 | 96.72 | |
| 399 | 2010-10-18 00:44:36 | 92.61 | |
| 103 | 2010-09-20 22:56:15 | 89.92 |