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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8520 | 2024-08-06 12:49:20 | 79.83 | 97.8% |
| 7996 | 2024-01-13 09:55:43 | 105.43 | 98.4% |
| 5473 | 2022-05-26 03:43:09 | 90.99 | 98% |
| 4523 | 2022-04-13 12:37:22 | 81.69 | 97% |
| 2966 | 2021-12-10 03:50:22 | 83.78 | 98% |
| 2224 | 2021-12-01 16:05:51 | 78.81 | 98% |