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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1886 | 2022-11-11 09:39:05 | 64.38 | 96% |
| 1459 | 2022-07-18 12:14:45 | 72.09 | 98% |
| 862 | 2022-04-28 12:28:19 | 67.90 | 97% |