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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 52774 | 2023-09-29 19:10:44 | 117.84 | 98.7% |
| 52218 | 2023-08-22 20:25:47 | 108.71 | 99% |
| 50371 | 2023-05-17 11:23:20 | 109.98 | 98% |
| 41593 | 2020-05-13 00:20:17 | 106.04 | 98% |
| 38752 | 2020-01-13 16:17:36 | 114.18 | 98% |