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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1155 | 2011-05-24 11:28:51 | 71.02 | 92% |
| 1003 | 2011-05-22 07:01:42 | 71.15 | 92% |
| 757 | 2011-05-18 09:58:24 | 66.62 | 90% |
| 736 | 2011-05-16 10:52:54 | 60.77 | 89% |
| 611 | 2011-05-13 13:12:18 | 68.83 | 93% |
| 562 | 2011-05-12 04:04:05 | 71.03 | 93% |
| 526 | 2011-05-12 01:06:37 | 62.82 | 89% |