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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5836 | 2025-02-04 01:14:11 | 87.54 | 98.2% |
| 5153 | 2025-01-21 20:53:00 | 61.25 | 98.4% |
| 5048 | 2025-01-19 15:58:17 | 82.92 | 98% |
| 4417 | 2025-01-14 23:32:17 | 71.06 | 97.2% |
| 4278 | 2025-01-13 20:42:33 | 81.68 | 98.2% |
| 3730 | 2025-01-09 22:42:07 | 78.80 | 97.4% |
| 3727 | 2025-01-09 22:39:11 | 79.59 | 97.4% |
| 3433 | 2025-01-04 18:39:48 | 71.17 | 97.3% |
| 1990 | 2021-03-19 20:05:40 | 75.77 | 98% |
| 1314 | 2021-03-12 18:51:01 | 78.13 | 98% |
| 602 | 2021-03-04 20:02:50 | 70.10 | 97% |