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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4064 | 2022-12-14 20:51:52 | 109.35 | 98% |
1089 | 2020-12-28 01:59:49 | 89.87 | 97% |