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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14678 | 2023-12-29 06:13:26 | 98.45 | 98.8% |
| 11298 | 2021-10-11 12:08:31 | 100.14 | 98% |
| 10291 | 2021-06-23 06:09:45 | 100.57 | 98% |
| 9487 | 2021-05-19 05:52:24 | 105.78 | 98% |
| 9328 | 2021-05-11 13:25:39 | 92.48 | 98% |