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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12043 | 2022-07-25 02:54:40 | 83.53 | 99% |
| 11502 | 2022-06-14 05:39:55 | 70.82 | 96% |
| 7393 | 2020-08-04 23:07:04 | 75.16 | 98% |
| 4319 | 2019-09-29 04:31:42 | 64.97 | 97% |