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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4577 | 2025-04-22 13:11:11 | 86.30 | 97% |
| 4034 | 2024-11-05 15:47:21 | 102.40 | 97.9% |
| 3277 | 2024-06-12 14:15:42 | 95.12 | 98.1% |
| 2749 | 2024-05-21 14:40:04 | 78.50 | 96.5% |
| 2707 | 2024-05-18 16:20:56 | 87.95 | 98% |
| 1876 | 2024-03-20 11:27:51 | 85.98 | 97.1% |
| 1673 | 2024-03-02 15:45:15 | 78.16 | 97.1% |
| 399 | 2017-06-25 15:48:39 | 79.23 | 97% |
| 155 | 2017-03-06 14:26:39 | 81.00 | 94% |
| 128 | 2017-03-04 17:52:57 | 85.08 | 97% |