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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10304 | 2024-02-07 15:02:22 | 93.80 | 95.4% |
| 8251 | 2022-01-23 15:16:49 | 99.68 | 97% |