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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5094 | 2018-05-25 16:05:55 | 119.59 | 98% |
| 3566 | 2018-05-13 00:16:28 | 126.09 | 97% |
| 3432 | 2018-05-11 23:10:20 | 115.40 | 97% |
| 1912 | 2018-04-02 05:18:54 | 120.61 | 97% |
| 874 | 2018-03-13 23:07:26 | 99.18 | 96% |
| 300 | 2018-03-11 20:05:08 | 105.93 | 98% |