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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5373 | 2024-05-02 02:32:26 | 70.22 | 98% |
| 5144 | 2023-12-02 20:42:38 | 81.94 | 97.8% |
| 4901 | 2021-12-10 21:17:12 | 77.06 | 98% |
| 4769 | 2021-07-01 12:03:05 | 71.84 | 98% |