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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6101 | 2020-11-15 00:46:25 | 67.25 | 95% |
| 5241 | 2020-10-05 22:10:23 | 119.72 | 99% |
| 550 | 2019-12-19 00:30:09 | 108.60 | 98% |