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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14393 | 2022-01-17 03:26:00 | 85.33 | 96% |
| 6734 | 2018-01-03 10:27:50 | 78.79 | 95% |
| 4211 | 2017-08-20 06:56:17 | 70.49 | 94% |
| 3755 | 2017-06-21 12:17:29 | 73.98 | 95% |
| 2922 | 2017-05-13 15:39:29 | 74.45 | 87% |
| 2619 | 2017-04-30 12:59:49 | 73.63 | 87% |