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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6603 | 2024-08-10 16:55:48 | 113.42 | 97.7% |
| 6092 | 2024-07-20 16:21:00 | 103.64 | 98% |
| 5728 | 2024-06-30 17:56:02 | 81.65 | 96.4% |
| 5657 | 2024-06-29 18:39:42 | 111.66 | 99.5% |
| 4898 | 2024-05-22 18:31:02 | 87.76 | 96.4% |
| 4375 | 2024-02-09 06:45:41 | 75.40 | 96.7% |