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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2891 | 2023-03-10 03:49:21 | 67.28 | 97% |
| 2782 | 2022-12-27 04:30:56 | 59.23 | 97% |
| 2430 | 2021-11-17 16:14:38 | 58.36 | 97% |
| 2331 | 2021-10-25 11:14:51 | 53.61 | 96% |