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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4459 | 2023-01-05 03:20:08 | 96.32 | 97% |
| 4079 | 2022-12-19 23:07:39 | 105.31 | 97% |
| 4053 | 2022-12-19 18:28:45 | 89.67 | 96% |
| 3331 | 2022-10-18 23:50:31 | 97.04 | 97% |