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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853 | 2021-01-18 14:33:50 | 71.42 | 97% |
412 | 2020-09-21 09:30:16 | 67.12 | 96% |