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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3866 | 2025-07-28 17:00:21 | 70.02 | 95% |
| 3807 | 2025-03-31 11:47:01 | 63.95 | 94.4% |
| 3575 | 2024-09-06 10:43:31 | 66.65 | 95.1% |
| 3485 | 2024-07-08 10:18:46 | 70.09 | 94.8% |
| 3455 | 2024-06-28 16:26:46 | 66.57 | 93.5% |
| 2702 | 2023-03-14 16:44:13 | 64.53 | 95% |