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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15692 | 2021-11-28 11:05:19 | 99.12 | 97% |
| 13135 | 2021-01-22 01:56:01 | 103.59 | 98% |
| 2483 | 2018-10-15 17:51:13 | 62.33 | 97% |
| 1823 | 2018-09-24 14:08:09 | 65.57 | 96% |