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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14859 | 2023-02-10 02:12:38 | 154.39 | 99% |
| 6973 | 2019-02-26 22:42:25 | 115.40 | 98% |
| 3473 | 2018-08-28 05:13:26 | 104.97 | 97% |
| 1577 | 2018-08-01 03:31:31 | 103.01 | 97% |