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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18782 | 2024-03-14 04:18:37 | 172.32 | 99.4% |
| 11459 | 2019-04-08 23:11:32 | 150.60 | 98% |
| 4489 | 2018-05-13 00:16:25 | 140.09 | 98% |
| 3310 | 2018-04-16 18:13:29 | 136.34 | 98% |
| 2326 | 2017-07-21 16:40:15 | 145.55 | 99% |
| 2300 | 2017-07-05 05:03:38 | 141.78 | 99% |