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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5189 | 2020-07-24 09:56:11 | 115.21 | 97% |
4953 | 2020-06-26 03:35:09 | 119.15 | 97% |
4336 | 2020-04-12 05:52:25 | 115.42 | 97% |