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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3472 | 2025-06-11 16:52:49 | 96.36 | 98% |
| 3375 | 2025-05-18 07:37:34 | 84.19 | 97% |
| 3281 | 2025-05-15 10:45:22 | 92.99 | 97% |
| 2437 | 2025-02-11 19:01:12 | 101.52 | 98.7% |
| 1622 | 2024-12-20 09:02:51 | 82.59 | 97.2% |
| 1246 | 2024-10-01 14:02:41 | 105.07 | 98.4% |
| 699 | 2024-08-11 14:31:16 | 87.90 | 97.5% |
| 554 | 2024-03-02 05:35:21 | 88.91 | 98.7% |
| 503 | 2024-01-24 05:57:10 | 97.05 | 97.7% |
| 310 | 2023-12-02 07:48:14 | 103.36 | 98.4% |