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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16277 | 2024-05-09 17:11:02 | 154.21 | 98.7% |
| 13417 | 2023-09-10 10:47:18 | 125.35 | 97.6% |
| 13048 | 2023-08-25 16:33:21 | 135.23 | 98.7% |
| 10369 | 2022-04-15 13:03:31 | 117.46 | 98% |
| 3798 | 2021-11-08 19:38:00 | 112.30 | 97% |