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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8911 | 2017-07-27 21:22:42 | 71.41 | 97% |
| 7224 | 2017-06-16 17:22:07 | 56.75 | 95% |
| 6528 | 2017-06-07 18:27:32 | 54.60 | 94% |
| 6416 | 2017-06-06 12:25:58 | 45.91 | 95% |
| 5189 | 2017-05-16 20:59:24 | 60.48 | 92% |
| 4340 | 2017-05-01 23:02:38 | 52.06 | 85% |
| 2337 | 2017-03-29 20:36:24 | 55.29 | 88% |
| 1872 | 2017-03-23 18:43:18 | 48.37 | 84% |