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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7911 | 2022-06-15 21:51:30 | 140.29 | 99% |
| 7827 | 2022-04-29 17:19:17 | 133.82 | 99% |
| 6368 | 2020-07-25 14:56:27 | 119.04 | 99% |
| 4226 | 2020-06-11 00:40:04 | 93.68 | 97% |
| 1734 | 2020-03-24 00:09:36 | 98.14 | 97% |