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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16510 | 2019-07-05 18:28:37 | 163.25 | 99% |
| 14351 | 2019-03-06 06:24:18 | 136.32 | 98% |
| 11012 | 2019-01-08 05:02:35 | 140.66 | 99% |
| 10693 | 2019-01-04 18:20:04 | 160.69 | 98% |
| 2666 | 2018-09-24 14:09:39 | 139.50 | 98% |