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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2373 | 2023-08-07 15:51:48 | 67.92 | 97.2% |
| 1577 | 2023-04-27 18:05:39 | 85.16 | 98% |