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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11406 | 2023-11-11 00:15:36 | 112.58 | 98.2% |
| 6074 | 2022-08-01 05:09:58 | 97.60 | 97% |
| 965 | 2022-01-27 06:20:21 | 89.46 | 98% |