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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5480 | 2018-10-06 00:01:33 | 160.42 | 100% |
| 4370 | 2018-08-13 00:24:28 | 142.79 | 98% |
| 3824 | 2018-08-04 03:29:36 | 159.37 | 99% |
| 2418 | 2018-06-25 22:21:18 | 140.41 | 99% |