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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16445 | 2021-08-13 08:34:08 | 109.65 | 97% |
| 14395 | 2020-06-30 13:09:05 | 118.36 | 98% |
| 14259 | 2020-06-27 11:49:36 | 93.27 | 97% |
| 5127 | 2020-03-12 03:34:09 | 94.23 | 97% |
| 2656 | 2020-02-15 04:55:38 | 74.83 | 95% |