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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 286 | 2025-05-21 16:03:38 | 88.33 | 98.2% |
| 104 | 2025-05-19 05:51:59 | 92.82 | 97.5% |