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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6059 | 2025-07-14 22:07:03 | 113.69 | 99% |
| 5827 | 2025-06-20 22:57:00 | 98.89 | 97% |
| 5439 | 2025-05-03 01:40:13 | 87.65 | 95.7% |
| 5292 | 2025-04-16 15:54:00 | 88.53 | 96.6% |
| 5163 | 2025-04-01 15:20:39 | 99.30 | 96.9% |
| 4853 | 2025-01-13 17:38:15 | 97.78 | 96% |
| 4087 | 2023-11-29 00:15:54 | 91.74 | 97.1% |
| 1800 | 2021-07-23 00:17:34 | 78.84 | 95% |