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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5614 | 2024-02-11 19:40:17 | 94.97 | 97.2% |
| 5327 | 2021-04-09 09:48:53 | 126.35 | 99% |
| 1157 | 2017-11-29 17:59:07 | 121.27 | 99% |
| 552 | 2014-03-18 17:55:05 | 99.07 | 94% |
| 489 | 2014-03-13 02:53:59 | 90.20 | 89% |
| 35 | 2012-10-22 19:20:44 | 91.68 | 89% |