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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3515 | 2022-07-28 11:17:03 | 77.55 | 95% |
| 2562 | 2022-06-19 04:13:51 | 78.21 | 95% |
| 683 | 2022-04-28 11:31:25 | 74.22 | 96% |