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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3774 | 2022-11-18 13:47:34 | 75.06 | 96% |
| 3563 | 2022-11-11 15:14:16 | 82.54 | 98% |
| 2302 | 2022-09-30 09:35:59 | 80.44 | 99% |
| 217 | 2022-06-10 15:59:07 | 56.44 | 95% |