I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love as she lies here beside me asleep with the night. And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow, reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 125 | 2018-04-01 15:04:57 | 104.12 | 98% |