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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7269 | 2021-09-13 01:41:37 | 90.52 | 97% |
| 2963 | 2021-02-19 16:08:16 | 70.53 | 95.1% |
| 1058 | 2020-11-09 11:50:40 | 50.48 | 92% |
| 476 | 2020-10-19 16:53:06 | 65.32 | 94% |
| 118 | 2020-10-12 09:54:18 | 63.78 | 95% |