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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2158 | 2025-05-03 11:15:50 | 79.71 | 96.4% |
| 1999 | 2025-04-17 10:16:03 | 69.96 | 94.6% |
| 1668 | 2025-03-23 16:15:37 | 81.52 | 97% |
| 1169 | 2024-06-09 15:13:18 | 58.00 | 93.5% |
| 1078 | 2024-05-23 11:18:02 | 61.62 | 94.4% |
| 1025 | 2024-05-15 15:24:52 | 64.22 | 94.1% |
| 943 | 2024-05-09 07:25:19 | 61.67 | 94.2% |
| 937 | 2024-05-08 16:02:51 | 64.67 | 95% |
| 885 | 2024-05-03 14:04:01 | 59.37 | 94.8% |
| 704 | 2024-04-26 03:55:14 | 62.00 | 93.7% |
| 695 | 2024-04-25 14:09:50 | 58.48 | 94.3% |
| 537 | 2024-04-19 15:34:42 | 60.64 | 95.5% |
| 390 | 2024-04-16 13:05:24 | 54.60 | 94% |
| 365 | 2024-04-16 05:05:03 | 52.73 | 94% |
| 259 | 2024-04-13 05:49:25 | 54.22 | 93.5% |
| 8 | 2024-03-29 16:36:12 | 50.30 | 94.4% |