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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5830 | 2022-12-23 03:05:41 | 64.49 | 96% |
| 4295 | 2022-04-17 19:01:28 | 77.50 | 96% |
| 3822 | 2022-04-11 15:15:59 | 70.95 | 96% |
| 2679 | 2021-11-30 18:32:33 | 59.91 | 97% |