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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2541 | 2020-05-12 17:25:41 | 186.08 | 99% |
1834 | 2020-03-23 13:23:20 | 165.54 | 97% |