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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1379 | 2024-01-13 19:47:30 | 69.14 | 98.7% |
| 1078 | 2024-01-01 00:05:16 | 65.90 | 97.3% |
| 1042 | 2023-12-31 16:10:48 | 68.60 | 98.5% |
| 477 | 2023-12-01 19:33:00 | 75.86 | 98.7% |
| 254 | 2023-11-12 13:35:08 | 69.06 | 97.2% |