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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5130 | 2024-04-06 07:15:10 | 75.09 | 95% |
| 5126 | 2024-03-07 04:23:27 | 77.38 | 97.2% |
| 5060 | 2023-12-04 14:43:47 | 80.48 | 95.6% |
| 4903 | 2023-11-16 16:05:59 | 84.31 | 97.5% |
| 3481 | 2023-02-21 16:34:45 | 58.60 | 94% |