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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3435 | 2022-08-20 12:38:41 | 117.76 | 98% |
| 3385 | 2022-08-14 14:50:40 | 115.57 | 98% |
| 3050 | 2022-07-28 13:25:27 | 106.57 | 98% |
| 2763 | 2022-06-17 07:06:53 | 114.19 | 97% |