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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14464 | 2025-07-19 20:32:38 | 119.60 | 97% |
| 13910 | 2025-06-11 16:52:40 | 119.07 | 97% |
| 13700 | 2025-05-28 02:49:52 | 126.10 | 97.3% |
| 13382 | 2025-05-14 16:28:42 | 101.89 | 96.9% |
| 12889 | 2025-03-11 18:08:21 | 104.06 | 94.5% |
| 8644 | 2022-07-04 19:33:20 | 119.04 | 97% |
| 8011 | 2022-06-11 20:58:02 | 113.84 | 97% |
| 6600 | 2022-04-12 15:31:27 | 112.91 | 96% |
| 5533 | 2022-02-25 16:04:36 | 100.68 | 97% |