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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9854 | 2022-06-27 08:11:22 | 88.74 | 96% |
| 7135 | 2022-01-03 06:49:00 | 89.16 | 94% |
| 5379 | 2021-10-26 06:16:13 | 116.76 | 97% |
| 1345 | 2021-04-12 06:22:18 | 83.34 | 95% |