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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4817 | 2012-07-14 17:15:35 | 71.03 | 89% |
| 4590 | 2012-06-20 08:02:13 | 63.51 | 89% |
| 3941 | 2011-10-24 16:26:24 | 60.87 | 92% |
| 3803 | 2011-10-21 09:13:41 | 67.46 | 93% |
| 3179 | 2011-09-27 17:58:30 | 67.61 | 94% |
| 2453 | 2011-08-12 08:26:10 | 59.48 | 94% |
| 2450 | 2011-08-11 23:02:30 | 51.28 | 90% |
| 2089 | 2011-04-23 10:23:58 | 57.43 | |
| 2031 | 2011-04-15 19:59:02 | 55.63 | |
| 1956 | 2011-04-01 08:03:48 | 45.82 | |
| 1282 | 2011-03-15 15:51:02 | 48.59 |