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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4715 | 2012-05-22 07:24:02 | 86.53 | 97% |
| 4598 | 2012-04-21 11:34:59 | 78.18 | 96% |
| 4457 | 2012-02-28 09:24:05 | 68.61 | 93% |
| 4254 | 2012-01-18 00:34:20 | 68.67 | 92% |
| 3975 | 2011-11-19 11:11:30 | 80.88 | 94% |
| 3706 | 2011-08-14 12:18:11 | 70.81 | 92% |
| 3542 | 2011-07-26 02:38:50 | 76.07 | 94% |
| 3309 | 2011-07-07 13:23:16 | 67.30 | 94% |
| 2661 | 2011-03-16 14:09:02 | 72.52 | |
| 2440 | 2011-03-01 14:28:42 | 68.91 | |
| 1908 | 2011-01-19 15:16:30 | 70.17 | |
| 1812 | 2011-01-16 04:48:35 | 60.62 | |
| 270 | 2010-12-10 13:41:57 | 48.61 |