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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7718 | 2021-11-18 00:38:11 | 88.55 | 98% |
| 3885 | 2020-12-01 00:21:31 | 92.01 | 98% |
| 3592 | 2020-11-20 23:11:57 | 72.90 | 96% |
| 3274 | 2020-11-14 00:48:30 | 94.53 | 99% |
| 3231 | 2020-11-13 04:56:34 | 83.01 | 98% |