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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2314 | 2019-11-30 02:43:22 | 101.09 | 98% |
2268 | 2019-11-28 08:27:28 | 88.57 | 97% |