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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15658 | 2024-01-30 08:06:53 | 70.56 | 96% |
| 15320 | 2023-12-13 01:55:58 | 65.24 | 96.5% |
| 11626 | 2021-04-15 06:07:17 | 68.48 | 95% |
| 5677 | 2019-04-28 07:10:32 | 57.78 | 95% |