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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4742 | 2021-11-27 19:56:25 | 94.71 | 98% |
| 2179 | 2021-03-08 01:22:54 | 89.87 | 98% |
| 2176 | 2021-03-08 01:20:54 | 99.48 | 99% |
| 192 | 2019-10-20 16:16:20 | 94.10 | 99% |