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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7560 | 2023-03-06 22:17:32 | 104.96 | 97% |
| 2266 | 2021-10-14 14:11:45 | 93.61 | 98% |
| 1946 | 2021-09-26 16:28:50 | 77.83 | 95% |
| 704 | 2021-05-30 20:05:39 | 61.23 | 95% |