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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5562 | 2022-11-22 08:18:01 | 95.70 | 98% |
5273 | 2022-08-19 05:57:23 | 96.02 | 98% |