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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23192 | 2021-01-19 21:33:08 | 128.59 | 99% |
| 22013 | 2020-11-04 01:15:02 | 120.63 | 98% |
| 22006 | 2020-11-04 01:09:20 | 125.07 | 98% |
| 21928 | 2020-11-03 23:22:25 | 125.29 | 99% |