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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6044 | 2022-10-29 09:04:53 | 86.55 | 96% |
| 2351 | 2021-01-17 11:46:16 | 73.04 | 96% |
| 1801 | 2020-12-25 08:57:52 | 68.20 | 96% |
| 213 | 2020-11-24 11:37:29 | 52.40 | 96% |
| 93 | 2020-11-22 11:34:26 | 44.92 | 95% |