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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1152 | 2023-03-28 15:18:26 | 83.00 | 97% |
848 | 2023-03-16 19:56:05 | 75.41 | 96% |