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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2723 | 2021-08-14 13:42:34 | 72.70 | 98% |
| 2594 | 2021-03-10 12:16:02 | 76.49 | 97% |
| 2009 | 2020-03-27 12:47:39 | 85.38 | 98% |
| 393 | 2017-09-14 02:45:13 | 76.28 | 97% |