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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2512 | 2022-01-18 13:43:21 | 115.03 | 99% |
| 1266 | 2021-09-03 03:32:21 | 111.96 | 98% |
| 1095 | 2021-09-01 10:51:12 | 105.40 | 98% |
| 608 | 2021-02-07 13:55:58 | 104.59 | 98.7% |
| 597 | 2021-02-07 13:45:01 | 96.02 | 97% |