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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20819 | 2021-08-03 22:16:33 | 52.58 | 97% |
| 17617 | 2021-05-03 18:18:36 | 60.32 | 97% |
| 16941 | 2021-04-17 04:43:56 | 55.67 | 97% |
| 12539 | 2021-01-30 00:29:50 | 62.30 | 97.3% |
| 10948 | 2018-04-04 15:08:40 | 59.94 | 98% |
| 10662 | 2018-03-23 11:05:37 | 54.90 | 96% |
| 10203 | 2018-03-11 02:00:24 | 59.80 | 97% |
| 6088 | 2017-11-09 20:20:27 | 60.86 | 97% |
| 5988 | 2017-11-05 20:53:42 | 51.31 | 96% |
| 2806 | 2017-07-15 05:34:29 | 54.79 | 97% |
| 1801 | 2017-05-27 06:52:09 | 58.85 | 97% |