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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3158 | 2024-08-28 23:53:38 | 81.78 | 97.6% |
| 2815 | 2024-06-29 05:39:40 | 96.14 | 98.9% |
| 2772 | 2024-06-28 00:35:19 | 78.04 | 96% |
| 2259 | 2024-02-13 03:24:03 | 81.55 | 96.6% |
| 2048 | 2024-01-23 21:12:31 | 68.14 | 95.5% |
| 1948 | 2024-01-18 16:57:39 | 71.01 | 95.5% |
| 1681 | 2023-12-10 07:00:16 | 62.77 | 96.3% |