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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1359 | 2023-12-18 11:18:13 | 87.92 | 95.4% |
733 | 2023-11-01 01:14:33 | 86.41 | 95.1% |