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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8808 | 2023-04-24 08:05:19 | 126.66 | 98% |
| 6450 | 2023-02-07 22:11:19 | 112.90 | 97% |
| 2280 | 2021-10-14 14:28:20 | 94.76 | 97% |
| 1949 | 2021-09-26 16:33:00 | 82.34 | 96% |