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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4627 | 2024-06-27 13:58:51 | 69.05 | 98.7% |
| 4432 | 2024-04-27 15:22:20 | 73.70 | 98.2% |
| 3532 | 2024-03-29 13:30:50 | 65.16 | 96.4% |
| 3100 | 2024-03-19 09:00:32 | 76.22 | 97.7% |
| 3067 | 2024-03-16 16:42:09 | 65.41 | 97% |
| 2020 | 2024-01-27 12:01:43 | 64.79 | 97.7% |
| 1599 | 2023-11-20 11:43:45 | 58.09 | 96.8% |
| 507 | 2023-09-23 08:05:26 | 58.36 | 96.1% |