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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1098 | 2023-02-23 13:49:34 | 70.80 | 96% |
| 73 | 2022-04-08 03:13:06 | 54.18 | 93% |