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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14881 | 2023-09-16 12:45:07 | 118.98 | 98% |
| 12710 | 2021-09-25 20:46:51 | 100.20 | 97% |
| 9273 | 2020-06-06 20:37:40 | 87.19 | 95% |
| 7495 | 2019-09-21 10:49:57 | 105.54 | 97% |