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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9742 | 2025-04-18 18:51:43 | 142.81 | 99.7% |
| 3306 | 2024-01-29 22:26:25 | 129.90 | 99.5% |
| 1938 | 2023-12-01 02:38:47 | 115.28 | 97.8% |
| 1441 | 2023-10-22 21:34:49 | 122.00 | 98.5% |