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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3985 | 2023-07-30 12:09:53 | 116.39 | 100% |
| 2835 | 2023-06-16 13:56:44 | 113.63 | 99% |
| 2315 | 2023-06-08 08:40:55 | 105.47 | 98% |