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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2368 | 2025-09-29 17:01:58 | 55.83 | 95% |
| 2158 | 2025-08-23 14:04:39 | 57.50 | 97% |
| 1597 | 2025-05-11 14:40:15 | 44.46 | 93.2% |
| 1501 | 2025-04-29 14:59:02 | 55.92 | 96.4% |
| 1401 | 2025-04-09 16:34:18 | 46.93 | 95.1% |
| 1149 | 2025-02-23 16:14:35 | 35.38 | 92.5% |
| 1132 | 2025-02-23 15:00:20 | 42.91 | 94.2% |
| 969 | 2024-12-10 14:40:32 | 41.61 | 93.1% |