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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3974 | 2024-12-09 09:41:00 | 206.64 | 99% |
| 2544 | 2023-12-28 02:16:42 | 196.50 | 98.4% |
| 2243 | 2023-12-22 11:21:12 | 213.70 | 98.4% |
| 1592 | 2023-11-28 04:31:25 | 204.15 | 97.9% |