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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1595 | 2024-01-23 16:26:49 | 72.86 | 97.3% |
| 1405 | 2024-01-16 00:12:11 | 61.69 | 95.3% |
| 1245 | 2024-01-10 17:08:24 | 63.48 | 95.7% |
| 965 | 2024-01-02 16:37:01 | 73.20 | 95.5% |
| 663 | 2023-12-25 22:12:00 | 68.94 | 95.6% |
| 363 | 2023-12-09 20:39:43 | 62.02 | 94.3% |