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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14846 | 2022-08-29 18:29:54 | 195.15 | 99% |
| 13728 | 2021-12-14 18:55:34 | 179.25 | 99% |
| 10800 | 2020-08-17 22:06:33 | 163.43 | 97% |
| 6934 | 2020-04-11 18:23:48 | 139.55 | 96% |
| 4349 | 2019-03-18 20:22:03 | 156.80 | 98% |
| 1079 | 2014-11-07 22:29:39 | 116.97 | 89% |