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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12956 | 2022-10-05 20:30:10 | 45.12 | 94% |
| 9849 | 2022-01-04 20:11:09 | 47.74 | 92% |
| 9693 | 2021-12-27 22:28:23 | 42.92 | 92% |
| 5909 | 2021-09-30 00:46:32 | 46.12 | 96% |