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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6783 | 2021-11-13 15:45:07 | 177.85 | 98% |
| 5908 | 2021-07-27 06:14:58 | 189.47 | 99% |
| 4899 | 2021-06-08 06:26:24 | 162.17 | 98% |
| 2811 | 2021-02-04 18:35:06 | 149.82 | 98.3% |
| 75 | 2018-09-28 19:45:29 | 97.28 | 97% |