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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7875 | 2024-10-23 11:11:44 | 84.34 | 97.2% |
| 1769 | 2022-12-14 21:04:01 | 66.75 | 96% |