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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1438 | 2022-12-31 17:45:49 | 112.88 | 98% |
570 | 2022-03-13 02:10:39 | 94.97 | 96% |