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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1847 | 2022-07-30 18:21:56 | 51.95 | 95% |
| 1818 | 2022-07-24 10:09:11 | 66.04 | 98% |
| 1175 | 2022-05-24 05:27:56 | 60.74 | 97% |
| 784 | 2021-12-30 12:22:45 | 51.05 | 95% |