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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2245 | 2025-03-12 11:04:20 | 79.31 | 96.6% |
| 2215 | 2025-03-04 11:20:23 | 77.10 | 96.9% |
| 1853 | 2024-12-17 13:13:10 | 81.95 | 97.9% |
| 1595 | 2024-10-03 10:56:28 | 78.77 | 97% |
| 1322 | 2024-06-25 12:25:47 | 80.40 | 97.3% |
| 1193 | 2024-05-16 12:12:23 | 70.60 | 95.5% |
| 1060 | 2024-04-09 10:33:07 | 70.38 | 96.4% |
| 989 | 2024-03-25 11:08:20 | 66.37 | 94.9% |
| 978 | 2024-03-22 11:50:20 | 75.82 | 97.8% |
| 510 | 2023-11-13 03:12:27 | 64.42 | 94.6% |