Text race history for David (wdnch)

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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
10699 2023-02-05 16:11:40 89.52 99%
10004 2022-11-24 19:17:46 81.04 99%
6603 2022-07-20 05:36:09 80.94 98%
5544 2022-06-18 21:19:34 62.95 97%
5442 2022-06-08 12:59:38 79.28 98%
4358 2021-05-04 17:21:29 86.95 98%