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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2086 | 2023-10-08 17:58:06 | 107.63 | 96.8% |
| 473 | 2023-08-05 17:55:57 | 106.41 | 98.1% |
| 454 | 2023-08-05 07:47:06 | 96.97 | 97.3% |