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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3998 | 2022-08-15 19:52:13 | 109.84 | 98% |
| 2882 | 2022-03-18 17:48:52 | 92.29 | 97% |
| 2425 | 2021-11-24 12:42:22 | 95.72 | 97% |
| 1495 | 2020-12-26 06:05:03 | 64.69 | 97% |