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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8786 | 2025-04-30 11:10:08 | 104.35 | 100% |
| 8568 | 2025-04-19 07:37:39 | 89.88 | 98% |
| 7910 | 2024-02-27 01:12:52 | 99.53 | 97.9% |
| 7177 | 2024-01-27 13:47:27 | 93.05 | 97.9% |
| 6974 | 2024-01-19 00:12:36 | 95.39 | 98.9% |
| 4947 | 2022-04-06 14:57:21 | 82.07 | 98% |