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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7448 | 2021-11-27 07:19:54 | 145.02 | 98% |
| 6976 | 2021-06-16 11:36:35 | 134.13 | 98% |
| 6936 | 2021-05-21 01:26:06 | 141.08 | 98% |
| 5747 | 2021-01-12 07:25:05 | 130.33 | 98% |