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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3505 | 2022-01-12 15:37:49 | 80.40 | 98% |
| 3463 | 2022-01-09 17:02:25 | 77.57 | 98% |
| 2055 | 2021-03-23 12:13:19 | 75.25 | 98% |
| 1096 | 2021-02-07 14:02:25 | 72.80 | 98% |