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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926 | 2021-11-12 12:48:40 | 78.28 | 97% |
252 | 2021-03-22 02:07:47 | 74.82 | 97% |