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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3496 | 2023-03-28 02:02:10 | 85.33 | 98% |
| 2220 | 2022-06-25 22:15:18 | 86.81 | 99% |
| 2059 | 2022-05-14 22:30:33 | 91.76 | 99% |
| 416 | 2020-10-03 18:42:10 | 63.63 | 98% |