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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8502 | 2023-12-20 09:37:44 | 102.75 | 98% |
| 8265 | 2023-08-21 17:13:15 | 90.69 | 97% |
| 5490 | 2021-07-27 08:26:49 | 81.17 | 96% |
| 3230 | 2021-04-13 02:33:25 | 72.61 | 95% |