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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9887 | 2022-10-08 18:46:51 | 86.12 | 97% |
| 9227 | 2021-05-06 01:53:34 | 80.71 | 96% |
| 9210 | 2021-05-05 21:51:33 | 78.33 | 97% |
| 6030 | 2020-02-01 03:01:37 | 76.44 | 97% |
| 3662 | 2019-11-06 07:54:36 | 65.21 | 97% |