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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6431 | 2023-12-08 09:20:33 | 101.54 | 97.4% |
| 2295 | 2022-02-17 15:01:33 | 94.95 | 98% |
| 1710 | 2021-09-30 12:09:57 | 66.55 | 95% |
| 961 | 2021-09-11 16:17:14 | 78.99 | 97% |
| 782 | 2021-09-06 04:07:30 | 60.37 | 95% |