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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5107 | 2024-05-13 11:36:45 | 80.04 | 98.7% |
| 1787 | 2023-08-05 21:52:53 | 58.68 | 97.6% |