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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8546 | 2021-09-16 15:16:52 | 82.22 | 96% |
| 7261 | 2021-07-17 04:13:17 | 96.86 | 98% |
| 6544 | 2021-06-17 17:59:19 | 82.64 | 97% |
| 6322 | 2021-06-08 19:04:30 | 76.67 | 95% |
| 1765 | 2020-12-07 17:58:19 | 66.75 | 95% |