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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5491 | 2018-08-12 20:32:28 | 94.58 | 99% |
| 3512 | 2018-03-08 04:47:36 | 79.20 | 96% |
| 3312 | 2018-03-02 00:04:39 | 73.24 | 94% |
| 3060 | 2018-02-15 03:47:59 | 80.61 | 97% |
| 1913 | 2017-12-05 01:03:56 | 70.33 | 94% |
| 1761 | 2017-11-23 01:18:02 | 67.26 | 95% |