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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7699 | 2023-09-10 11:00:45 | 110.19 | 97% |
6925 | 2023-08-17 07:15:40 | 116.12 | 98% |
855 | 2022-08-05 10:14:19 | 89.85 | 97% |