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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7246 | 2022-11-22 04:32:09 | 93.17 | 97% |
| 5653 | 2021-07-23 18:07:50 | 84.29 | 96% |
| 5415 | 2021-07-12 03:51:31 | 85.66 | 96% |
| 742 | 2020-11-02 14:52:05 | 69.03 | 96% |