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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5356 | 2020-08-13 17:27:47 | 124.79 | 98% |
4046 | 2020-05-19 23:32:42 | 117.16 | 98% |
2169 | 2020-04-02 19:29:58 | 120.41 | 98% |