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 |
---|---|---|---|
206768 | 2023-11-03 17:37:19 | 122.96 | 98.8% |
203778 | 2023-05-08 19:32:00 | 119.78 | 98% |
203409 | 2023-04-17 21:33:57 | 140.98 | 99% |
203039 | 2023-01-30 19:09:05 | 128.13 | 98% |
201792 | 2022-10-27 15:59:51 | 125.20 | 99% |
197820 | 2022-07-12 20:21:11 | 134.67 | 100% |
196700 | 2022-05-19 13:23:49 | 133.62 | 100% |
196319 | 2022-05-10 21:17:47 | 125.22 | 98% |
195381 | 2022-04-20 14:12:25 | 129.59 | 99% |
194083 | 2022-02-07 22:52:09 | 118.03 | 97% |
183943 | 2021-04-04 19:48:23 | 132.24 | 98% |
183915 | 2021-04-04 18:10:40 | 131.18 | 99% |
181315 | 2021-02-18 19:06:54 | 144.59 | 98.7% |
180370 | 2021-02-05 19:30:33 | 126.97 | 98% |
170835 | 2020-04-02 19:29:54 | 138.93 | 99% |
166720 | 2019-10-08 20:44:00 | 122.21 | 98% |