Gold and rose, the color of the dream I had not too long ago. A misty blue and the lilac, too, never to grow old. There you were under the tree of song, sleeping so peacefully. In your hand a flower played, awaiting there for me. I have never laid eyes on you, not before this timeless day, but you walked and you once smiled my name, and you stole my heart away.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1940 | 2023-05-14 07:53:27 | 76.16 | 97% |
1760 | 2023-01-10 20:46:40 | 62.44 | 97% |