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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4502 | 2024-07-21 10:17:58 | 138.25 | 97.4% |
| 4487 | 2024-07-21 08:34:19 | 127.00 | 96.2% |
| 4030 | 2022-11-09 23:48:47 | 141.78 | 98% |
| 2814 | 2022-10-14 23:02:49 | 132.47 | 97% |
| 2356 | 2022-10-02 19:07:56 | 132.52 | 97% |
| 893 | 2022-03-26 22:23:55 | 134.91 | 98% |
| 734 | 2022-01-11 19:20:51 | 115.06 | 96% |