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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13851 | 2024-04-17 13:33:53 | 80.17 | 97% |
| 12882 | 2024-03-27 09:40:34 | 85.83 | 97% |
| 12594 | 2024-03-17 13:12:44 | 85.22 | 98% |
| 11987 | 2024-03-03 09:00:38 | 80.09 | 96% |