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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 316 | 2023-11-27 02:25:13 | 62.67 | 96.3% |
| 261 | 2023-11-22 02:42:18 | 64.21 | 97.7% |
| 188 | 2023-11-18 04:58:34 | 71.13 | 98.7% |
| 132 | 2023-11-18 01:21:37 | 57.44 | 97.3% |
| 14 | 2023-11-16 01:57:32 | 65.36 | 97.6% |