Text race history for Eddie (artourzy)

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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
3621 2017-03-09 04:16:13 78.74 93%
3617 2017-03-09 04:09:33 74.58 93%
3088 2017-01-18 18:11:17 74.19 96%