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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3227 | 2023-12-03 08:14:16 | 60.06 | 96.4% |
| 3103 | 2023-11-21 01:53:39 | 61.98 | 98% |
| 3069 | 2023-11-13 03:29:57 | 70.23 | 97.5% |
| 2653 | 2022-07-01 00:04:48 | 65.40 | 97% |