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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5011 | 2022-05-06 04:54:37 | 115.29 | 98% |
| 4395 | 2020-03-28 09:44:48 | 101.29 | 98% |
| 3148 | 2020-01-29 08:20:08 | 99.43 | 98% |
| 2799 | 2020-01-26 09:11:01 | 107.47 | 98% |
| 2644 | 2020-01-19 16:43:08 | 106.58 | 99% |