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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20815 | 2021-01-20 19:25:35 | 74.88 | 98% |
| 19571 | 2020-12-20 12:17:41 | 75.04 | 97% |
| 17340 | 2018-12-28 19:55:56 | 79.65 | 98% |
| 17118 | 2018-12-24 11:37:25 | 71.33 | 96% |
| 14694 | 2017-04-17 08:41:51 | 60.80 | 90% |
| 14534 | 2017-04-16 08:14:21 | 78.94 | 97% |