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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3075 | 2023-09-27 05:31:44 | 106.41 | 97.5% |
| 2278 | 2023-06-15 14:17:15 | 93.47 | 98% |
| 1294 | 2023-05-31 01:26:23 | 94.49 | 98% |
| 471 | 2022-07-09 06:26:54 | 91.87 | 98% |