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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13739 | 2023-10-14 14:59:05 | 63.49 | 97.5% |
| 11906 | 2023-09-03 05:46:03 | 54.40 | 97% |
| 8128 | 2023-05-28 13:03:55 | 45.98 | 94% |
| 5908 | 2023-05-09 13:13:34 | 63.41 | 98% |