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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19365 | 2019-02-17 17:40:45 | 95.00 | 98% |
| 19149 | 2019-02-16 21:57:20 | 96.52 | 98% |
| 16369 | 2018-12-14 16:41:05 | 86.48 | 97% |
| 15557 | 2018-10-21 14:26:26 | 76.91 | 98% |
| 10899 | 2018-07-23 17:15:31 | 93.30 | 98% |
| 8135 | 2018-06-24 19:34:41 | 86.67 | 97% |
| 5699 | 2018-03-09 14:26:45 | 89.61 | 98% |
| 2321 | 2017-10-31 15:04:28 | 99.26 | 99% |
| 1166 | 2017-10-12 15:00:22 | 84.51 | 97% |