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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8408 | 2022-10-19 17:26:57 | 91.59 | 99% |
4908 | 2021-02-17 00:03:27 | 115.11 | 98% |
3526 | 2020-08-17 18:50:08 | 108.73 | 98% |
1338 | 2020-03-31 06:33:42 | 103.22 | 97% |
1146 | 2020-03-27 13:24:16 | 112.53 | 98% |