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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1292 | 2026-01-11 00:12:41 | 94.13 | 98% |
| 730 | 2025-10-01 01:59:21 | 86.30 | 97% |
| 708 | 2025-09-29 02:33:21 | 98.32 | 99% |
| 568 | 2025-09-24 23:54:06 | 88.55 | 98% |
| 440 | 2025-09-20 00:36:40 | 82.26 | 97% |
| 105 | 2025-07-16 23:36:13 | 88.60 | 98% |