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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18307 | 2020-10-01 23:54:29 | 86.49 | 97% |
| 12685 | 2020-05-29 23:35:53 | 91.73 | 98% |
| 11915 | 2020-04-21 01:12:46 | 90.13 | 99% |
| 11521 | 2020-04-07 11:35:46 | 80.83 | 98% |
| 1932 | 2019-11-04 22:54:02 | 74.85 | 97% |
| 1765 | 2019-10-29 09:41:43 | 77.76 | 98% |
| 109 | 2019-09-10 09:35:34 | 70.87 | 99% |