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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5407 | 2024-04-21 22:34:31 | 117.12 | 97.4% |
| 3411 | 2018-01-13 06:54:50 | 87.60 | 96% |
| 3129 | 2017-12-01 02:28:08 | 107.62 | 97% |
| 2650 | 2017-06-15 03:51:18 | 105.85 | 96% |
| 1831 | 2017-05-23 15:27:05 | 94.20 | 89% |
| 703 | 2012-08-04 01:07:09 | 84.98 | 90% |
| 673 | 2012-07-23 01:07:02 | 83.12 | 92% |
| 341 | 2012-01-30 01:34:48 | 74.63 | 90% |
| 294 | 2012-01-13 06:18:04 | 79.99 | 93% |