Text race history for Amelia (amelia03)

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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
9214 2022-01-08 04:57:19 87.82 97%
5129 2021-04-22 15:23:03 75.15 97%
3045 2021-01-27 21:05:24 67.44 95.9%