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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5494 | 2024-01-22 02:03:17 | 136.73 | 97.1% |
| 2995 | 2017-06-08 04:07:55 | 190.90 | 100% |
| 1411 | 2017-05-28 23:48:36 | 177.25 | 96% |
| 483 | 2017-05-24 00:51:59 | 189.74 | 100% |
| 229 | 2015-09-28 03:46:03 | 145.41 | 91% |