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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865 | 2020-06-17 15:20:25 | 174.54 | 99% |
367 | 2020-06-05 16:12:24 | 186.85 | 99% |
145 | 2020-06-02 12:17:38 | 184.28 | 99% |