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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32532 | 2021-11-03 13:08:43 | 116.06 | 97% |
| 27039 | 2018-04-16 05:05:29 | 118.54 | 98% |
| 23816 | 2018-01-31 16:54:17 | 113.37 | 97% |
| 23038 | 2018-01-23 22:25:10 | 112.13 | 97% |
| 22243 | 2018-01-16 09:10:51 | 119.29 | 99% |
| 18258 | 2017-12-24 04:20:42 | 113.04 | 97% |