Text race history for Ty (quachgiaty)

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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
13305 2022-07-22 06:22:34 58.52 97%
12824 2022-03-04 09:35:27 58.12 96%
11845 2021-08-07 08:06:29 57.06 98%
8001 2017-05-29 04:59:03 57.88 98%
7811 2017-05-15 21:19:29 62.07 99%
6879 2017-04-01 09:06:03 57.95 96%
5449 2017-02-04 05:08:19 50.54 92%