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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9000 | 2024-12-03 16:06:27 | 81.74 | 96.4% |
| 8100 | 2024-04-17 17:46:34 | 97.15 | 97.5% |
| 7047 | 2021-01-20 18:52:33 | 89.17 | 96% |
| 4653 | 2016-09-29 22:22:07 | 93.33 | 95% |
| 3965 | 2016-08-08 20:10:06 | 87.36 | 94% |
| 3886 | 2016-08-05 15:04:13 | 91.54 | 93% |
| 3610 | 2016-07-25 18:00:54 | 78.85 | 91% |
| 3341 | 2016-06-28 20:29:33 | 89.98 | 93% |
| 2043 | 2015-11-19 19:26:41 | 79.10 | 90% |
| 1744 | 2015-11-09 15:29:20 | 93.41 | 98% |
| 1093 | 2015-08-13 14:43:27 | 94.51 | 99% |
| 284 | 2014-01-11 19:12:26 | 70.37 | 91% |