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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5218 | 2022-02-08 00:52:48 | 94.41 | 99% |
| 4125 | 2021-11-23 01:00:04 | 91.92 | 98% |
| 4052 | 2021-11-19 21:14:36 | 84.86 | 96% |
| 3382 | 2021-10-29 12:36:27 | 81.06 | 98% |