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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7496 | 2024-04-05 19:50:06 | 78.19 | 97.8% |
| 7322 | 2024-02-21 20:41:48 | 75.42 | 98% |
| 7259 | 2024-01-23 20:01:59 | 60.91 | 95.1% |
| 7123 | 2023-12-16 18:28:08 | 77.29 | 96.9% |
| 6416 | 2022-04-05 15:31:18 | 74.45 | 96% |
| 1002 | 2020-05-24 09:29:58 | 68.41 | 97% |