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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4205 | 2021-01-06 02:26:55 | 155.27 | 99% |
| 3603 | 2020-04-10 14:05:25 | 130.42 | 97% |
| 2432 | 2019-11-05 22:31:56 | 126.34 | 97% |
| 658 | 2018-09-06 03:51:27 | 139.29 | 98% |