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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10171 | 2023-02-26 00:46:16 | 96.36 | 98% |
| 8923 | 2022-04-21 18:30:37 | 107.79 | 98% |
| 8598 | 2022-01-24 05:01:19 | 88.36 | 97% |
| 4236 | 2021-01-27 13:39:35 | 78.55 | 95% |
| 2491 | 2020-11-17 09:18:11 | 70.34 | 95% |