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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2767 | 2018-06-04 14:36:33 | 126.32 | 99% |
| 2573 | 2018-05-28 18:49:18 | 119.90 | 100% |
| 1705 | 2017-09-01 23:54:36 | 122.68 | 99% |