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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8578 | 2024-04-03 13:37:22 | 62.52 | 94.9% |
| 8119 | 2022-01-14 17:32:42 | 84.08 | 96% |
| 6453 | 2021-04-30 08:28:59 | 74.93 | 96% |
| 5953 | 2021-04-15 11:19:19 | 85.79 | 96% |
| 4631 | 2021-03-03 13:37:12 | 73.75 | 96% |
| 1867 | 2021-01-02 05:52:12 | 64.85 | 94% |