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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 97684 | 2017-04-22 00:12:19 | 123.91 | 92% |
| 96976 | 2017-04-12 21:30:44 | 153.07 | 99% |
| 96975 | 2017-04-12 21:29:24 | 145.70 | 97% |
| 96974 | 2017-04-12 21:20:41 | 106.73 | 93% |
| 95349 | 2017-01-29 17:24:31 | 133.18 | 93% |
| 95348 | 2017-01-29 17:21:12 | 129.14 | 94% |
| 95347 | 2017-01-29 17:12:23 | 99.91 | 88% |