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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2772 | 2023-12-03 00:24:02 | 72.74 | 95.3% |
| 2509 | 2023-11-18 18:46:28 | 69.13 | 94.8% |
| 2473 | 2023-11-18 05:08:03 | 69.69 | 96.3% |
| 1020 | 2022-10-03 23:50:41 | 55.95 | 94% |
| 304 | 2022-08-15 18:20:21 | 47.34 | 94% |