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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1349 | 2024-06-09 22:42:06 | 71.17 | 96.1% |
| 1297 | 2024-05-23 22:38:07 | 78.60 | 97.7% |
| 1071 | 2024-04-08 23:42:24 | 67.39 | 95.8% |
| 1049 | 2024-04-06 02:19:24 | 65.56 | 94.8% |
| 842 | 2024-02-24 22:41:09 | 73.70 | 96.8% |
| 492 | 2024-01-27 21:22:43 | 67.49 | 97.2% |
| 84 | 2023-08-27 07:31:05 | 59.64 | 94.1% |