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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17780 | 2020-09-25 23:38:58 | 95.46 | 97% |
| 16911 | 2020-09-09 00:19:30 | 104.81 | 99% |
| 11179 | 2020-03-30 17:23:06 | 104.43 | 98% |
| 10297 | 2020-03-12 23:29:23 | 91.20 | 98% |
| 8728 | 2020-02-16 12:25:13 | 85.29 | 98% |
| 6362 | 2020-01-23 14:40:29 | 77.81 | 96% |