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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11573 | 2020-05-10 11:54:38 | 153.94 | 100% |
| 10873 | 2018-07-08 19:26:03 | 162.82 | 99% |
| 10084 | 2017-11-24 23:56:15 | 169.87 | 99% |
| 9632 | 2017-11-10 01:13:15 | 152.69 | 99% |