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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9515 | 2020-07-17 03:19:51 | 112.15 | 99% |
| 9271 | 2020-07-05 01:38:36 | 104.04 | 98% |
| 9047 | 2020-07-01 17:21:54 | 104.44 | 98% |
| 3744 | 2020-03-27 17:46:25 | 88.60 | 97% |
| 3671 | 2020-03-27 03:35:52 | 90.66 | 97% |