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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1143 | 2021-01-01 21:22:58 | 66.32 | 97% |
| 1013 | 2020-12-31 02:09:29 | 62.60 | 96% |
| 994 | 2020-12-31 01:48:03 | 66.05 | 97% |