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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8136 | 2024-04-13 08:50:19 | 121.93 | 98% |
| 7909 | 2024-03-15 19:31:00 | 81.11 | 97.8% |
| 6879 | 2023-07-21 19:16:20 | 119.30 | 100% |
| 4438 | 2022-04-04 14:24:52 | 102.92 | 98% |
| 2852 | 2021-06-08 10:38:46 | 87.91 | 98% |