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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8069 | 2024-02-20 02:19:03 | 103.52 | 98.4% |
| 6940 | 2024-01-24 18:59:05 | 112.10 | 99.7% |
| 6821 | 2024-01-23 01:23:26 | 102.74 | 99.2% |
| 6532 | 2024-01-17 17:33:21 | 105.82 | 99.5% |
| 5084 | 2023-12-05 18:13:38 | 97.76 | 98.9% |
| 3079 | 2023-01-02 02:53:21 | 90.27 | 100% |