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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9140 | 2024-01-16 13:36:43 | 107.18 | 97.8% |
5701 | 2020-10-28 08:36:45 | 116.51 | 99% |