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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2936 | 2025-05-10 13:13:34 | 73.62 | 97.1% |
| 2605 | 2024-11-11 12:58:50 | 60.94 | 95.7% |
| 2459 | 2024-10-24 10:37:15 | 64.44 | 97.7% |
| 2258 | 2024-08-21 17:15:02 | 55.77 | 95.9% |
| 2173 | 2024-05-27 09:25:39 | 64.42 | 96.8% |
| 2171 | 2024-05-27 09:20:00 | 55.05 | 95.5% |
| 1829 | 2024-05-10 09:53:37 | 59.96 | 95.5% |
| 1034 | 2024-04-08 08:50:37 | 45.29 | 94.6% |
| 934 | 2024-04-01 06:24:02 | 44.81 | 94.2% |
| 506 | 2024-03-02 10:30:56 | 48.57 | 96% |