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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7277 | 2022-01-02 20:21:03 | 119.68 | 98% |
7100 | 2019-10-17 13:13:36 | 97.43 | 95% |