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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 52111 | 2023-03-04 03:28:27 | 131.45 | 98% |
| 46681 | 2022-02-02 07:25:32 | 160.92 | 99% |
| 46073 | 2022-01-20 07:44:35 | 146.54 | 99% |
| 44838 | 2021-12-30 12:10:18 | 130.01 | 97% |
| 43883 | 2021-06-19 10:44:49 | 157.33 | 99% |