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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9917 | 2022-02-16 05:29:51 | 94.00 | 97% |
| 3351 | 2021-02-14 10:58:15 | 65.92 | 98.5% |
| 2040 | 2021-02-08 19:18:44 | 61.67 | 97% |
| 999 | 2021-02-03 15:12:08 | 51.46 | 96.3% |
| 684 | 2021-02-02 09:07:35 | 52.99 | 97.1% |