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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4528 | 2024-07-17 09:48:40 | 104.97 | 96.8% |
| 3486 | 2024-03-14 07:26:59 | 95.11 | 96.5% |