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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8768 | 2022-12-12 15:10:16 | 138.16 | 99% |
| 7703 | 2019-10-22 06:21:38 | 110.04 | 99% |
| 6349 | 2019-02-05 15:06:54 | 118.55 | 98% |
| 2715 | 2018-09-12 16:26:04 | 114.03 | 97% |
| 98 | 2018-06-22 13:07:56 | 99.25 | 97% |