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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1590 | 2025-02-08 05:03:55 | 75.59 | 95.3% |
| 1549 | 2025-01-28 08:00:02 | 66.82 | 94% |
| 1472 | 2024-11-06 04:39:45 | 77.35 | 95.3% |
| 1331 | 2024-10-20 07:27:23 | 70.45 | 93.5% |
| 1325 | 2024-10-20 07:04:45 | 65.66 | 93.3% |
| 1267 | 2024-10-18 11:41:48 | 68.41 | 94.4% |
| 1245 | 2024-10-18 07:05:08 | 62.72 | 93.5% |
| 824 | 2024-10-07 10:51:55 | 72.57 | 96.1% |