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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2914 | 2025-08-01 06:57:12 | 71.43 | 98% |
| 2857 | 2025-07-14 11:22:40 | 64.17 | 97% |
| 2738 | 2025-07-10 06:54:57 | 69.45 | 96% |
| 2722 | 2025-07-08 05:18:43 | 58.34 | 95% |
| 2660 | 2025-07-03 19:13:33 | 62.53 | 95% |
| 2408 | 2025-06-19 06:29:49 | 61.48 | 95% |
| 2375 | 2025-06-17 07:36:29 | 65.89 | 96% |
| 2226 | 2023-10-12 06:42:59 | 46.50 | 94.1% |
| 1713 | 2022-04-07 08:20:55 | 61.51 | 96% |