I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, how you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, and parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, and reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30674 | 2021-09-27 18:41:03 | 68.39 | 94% |
| 29821 | 2021-09-15 16:56:34 | 85.55 | 97% |
| 24760 | 2021-07-23 00:02:37 | 89.63 | 98% |
| 16728 | 2018-09-09 13:02:18 | 71.44 | 96% |
| 16225 | 2018-06-10 12:45:02 | 84.81 | 97% |