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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8674 | 2025-05-10 20:14:38 | 96.15 | 98% |
| 8060 | 2024-11-20 19:22:12 | 88.77 | 97.5% |
| 7377 | 2024-05-18 22:28:54 | 80.83 | 96.8% |
| 7024 | 2024-05-02 20:31:34 | 83.52 | 98.4% |
| 6220 | 2024-01-29 20:01:04 | 77.12 | 96.4% |
| 6134 | 2024-01-14 22:54:23 | 68.85 | 95% |
| 6078 | 2024-01-11 22:36:15 | 80.75 | 97.5% |