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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9399 | 2021-11-26 03:29:53 | 120.90 | 98% |
| 7306 | 2021-04-30 17:26:58 | 112.52 | 98% |
| 7073 | 2021-04-23 15:21:09 | 110.78 | 98% |
| 6903 | 2021-04-18 18:13:16 | 107.35 | 97% |
| 747 | 2020-12-06 23:43:04 | 77.26 | 95% |