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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14788 | 2022-08-28 17:01:38 | 185.42 | 100% |
| 8850 | 2020-05-15 14:30:51 | 194.42 | 100% |
| 5798 | 2019-10-11 21:13:39 | 143.54 | 98% |
| 5162 | 2019-03-31 16:48:47 | 146.94 | 97% |
| 3690 | 2019-03-07 20:47:17 | 144.41 | 98% |