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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16929 | 2025-04-05 17:52:35 | 82.56 | 97.7% |
| 16117 | 2025-03-24 19:38:27 | 81.28 | 98% |
| 15523 | 2025-03-08 18:45:16 | 58.60 | 96.5% |
| 15382 | 2023-04-06 17:59:29 | 79.64 | 98% |
| 4487 | 2018-03-27 18:02:49 | 52.27 | 97% |
| 389 | 2016-08-30 06:20:55 | 50.54 | 98% |