You are the promised kiss of springtime that makes the lonely winter seem long. You are the breathless hush of evening that trembles on the brink of a lovely song. You are the angel glow that lights a star, the dearest things I know are what you are. Some day my happy arms will hold you, and some day I'll know that moment divine when all the things you are, are mine.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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3175 | 2022-12-12 12:19:05 | 71.48 | 96% |
2585 | 2022-05-31 03:11:32 | 70.71 | 97% |