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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 997 | 2025-07-25 10:35:52 | 57.61 | 96% |
| 972 | 2025-05-21 03:48:02 | 58.47 | 94% |
| 700 | 2024-12-27 01:03:16 | 60.59 | 94.8% |
| 627 | 2024-12-01 05:33:04 | 62.86 | 95.3% |
| 571 | 2024-09-28 05:49:36 | 57.39 | 94.5% |
| 354 | 2024-07-22 09:23:23 | 54.61 | 95.2% |