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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6947 | 2023-04-17 21:24:43 | 133.82 | 98% |
| 6219 | 2022-12-29 17:40:32 | 125.33 | 98% |
| 5648 | 2022-10-03 02:59:59 | 143.26 | 98% |
| 4609 | 2022-06-23 22:11:36 | 135.24 | 98% |
| 2411 | 2021-01-13 03:34:21 | 115.03 | 97% |