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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6915 | 2021-02-24 05:13:31 | 93.78 | 98% |
| 6247 | 2021-02-04 07:02:44 | 83.98 | 96.5% |
| 2904 | 2020-11-05 11:34:15 | 71.26 | 97% |
| 2214 | 2020-10-25 03:46:23 | 67.75 | 96% |