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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4534 | 2012-09-06 11:50:30 | 82.13 | 97% |
| 4414 | 2012-05-18 09:54:50 | 80.90 | 92% |
| 4163 | 2011-08-09 17:08:03 | 79.10 | 95% |
| 3870 | 2011-02-09 06:05:27 | 78.77 | |
| 3766 | 2010-12-29 17:41:20 | 82.64 | |
| 3631 | 2010-12-23 13:55:36 | 73.13 | |
| 3627 | 2010-12-22 13:35:09 | 87.44 | |
| 3299 | 2010-12-16 06:22:13 | 78.63 | |
| 3215 | 2010-12-12 15:07:02 | 83.32 | |
| 2882 | 2010-09-14 14:11:27 | 73.00 | |
| 2878 | 2010-09-02 05:24:58 | 73.31 |