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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3570 | 2022-11-18 17:26:40 | 64.25 | 96% |
1188 | 2021-02-03 15:32:07 | 60.87 | 95.3% |