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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8454 | 2022-09-24 12:24:09 | 135.86 | 99% |
| 7769 | 2022-06-28 22:56:56 | 112.42 | 98% |
| 2514 | 2022-03-28 20:06:11 | 118.03 | 98% |
| 2366 | 2022-03-27 14:07:37 | 114.37 | 96% |