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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2118 | 2024-03-30 11:46:45 | 62.24 | 99% |
| 2078 | 2024-03-14 14:41:45 | 64.10 | 98% |
| 2057 | 2024-03-07 15:50:09 | 60.25 | 98% |
| 2014 | 2024-03-03 09:09:05 | 59.12 | 98% |
| 1932 | 2024-02-22 16:52:08 | 61.84 | 98% |
| 1792 | 2024-02-13 13:48:35 | 65.76 | 98.9% |
| 1285 | 2024-01-13 06:28:25 | 64.80 | 98.2% |
| 1164 | 2023-12-26 06:32:50 | 60.35 | 98.4% |
| 1145 | 2023-12-24 08:55:55 | 62.85 | 98.1% |
| 925 | 2023-12-12 16:00:34 | 51.76 | 98% |
| 919 | 2023-12-12 15:52:23 | 58.71 | 97.3% |
| 734 | 2023-12-08 03:01:11 | 50.32 | 95.8% |
| 600 | 2023-11-27 15:30:28 | 54.19 | 96.7% |