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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4379 | 2025-02-05 16:07:01 | 87.27 | 97.8% |
| 4180 | 2025-01-24 17:42:15 | 92.53 | 97% |
| 3998 | 2025-01-20 13:58:07 | 87.50 | 96.2% |
| 2825 | 2024-12-02 18:37:11 | 94.44 | 98.4% |
| 1982 | 2024-10-02 16:12:21 | 79.83 | 96% |
| 1832 | 2024-09-16 17:18:45 | 63.22 | 93.9% |
| 1652 | 2024-08-31 18:35:56 | 86.72 | 98.2% |
| 1176 | 2024-08-01 07:02:19 | 76.14 | 96.4% |
| 1011 | 2024-07-08 17:13:42 | 82.65 | 98.4% |
| 753 | 2024-06-26 20:35:36 | 71.73 | 96.4% |
| 709 | 2024-06-21 17:50:49 | 68.39 | 95.6% |
| 675 | 2024-06-19 14:24:09 | 69.81 | 97% |
| 641 | 2024-06-18 14:56:37 | 74.56 | 97.3% |
| 452 | 2024-06-04 14:58:48 | 59.34 | 94.5% |
| 386 | 2022-06-21 12:33:02 | 63.82 | 95% |