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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9479 | 2025-11-21 19:25:49 | 111.54 | 97% |
| 8741 | 2025-10-23 19:24:48 | 132.08 | 99% |
| 8613 | 2025-10-21 20:43:46 | 120.04 | 98% |
| 7669 | 2025-09-29 19:20:43 | 113.22 | 98% |
| 4607 | 2025-03-26 19:08:51 | 101.28 | 96.1% |
| 3438 | 2025-01-27 19:53:18 | 83.31 | 95% |