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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12467 | 2024-03-28 19:10:45 | 118.73 | 97.3% |
| 11757 | 2023-08-20 06:31:04 | 103.58 | 97% |
| 7415 | 2021-06-10 04:20:36 | 96.68 | 96% |
| 5238 | 2021-04-26 03:29:30 | 82.88 | 95% |
| 4483 | 2021-04-19 20:14:22 | 90.20 | 95% |