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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10202 | 2023-01-19 18:59:55 | 118.86 | 99% |
| 8275 | 2020-06-12 16:21:56 | 123.75 | 98% |
| 4981 | 2019-10-20 01:59:13 | 125.52 | 100% |
| 4696 | 2019-10-07 14:34:54 | 109.25 | 99% |
| 2729 | 2019-05-02 18:51:07 | 90.38 | 95% |