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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3528 | 2024-12-07 00:27:33 | 71.21 | 97% |
| 3359 | 2024-11-27 19:02:21 | 69.48 | 97.8% |
| 2643 | 2024-11-05 14:12:16 | 61.92 | 99.2% |
| 2251 | 2024-10-18 17:29:51 | 63.53 | 97.9% |
| 2191 | 2024-10-17 23:49:52 | 64.70 | 96.8% |
| 1980 | 2024-10-10 21:08:35 | 63.46 | 98.9% |
| 1730 | 2024-10-04 15:56:38 | 60.16 | 96.3% |
| 1703 | 2024-10-03 18:56:10 | 59.42 | 98.4% |
| 1220 | 2024-09-18 21:58:02 | 53.87 | 96.6% |
| 1140 | 2024-09-16 18:04:29 | 55.30 | 97.5% |
| 261 | 2024-08-29 22:05:15 | 50.40 | 98.2% |
| 215 | 2024-08-28 19:13:12 | 47.79 | 97% |
| 177 | 2024-08-27 22:28:37 | 54.46 | 96.5% |