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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5295 | 2022-05-24 10:54:23 | 92.20 | 97% |
| 3954 | 2022-02-16 15:40:10 | 86.32 | 96% |
| 3681 | 2022-02-14 10:56:14 | 81.01 | 97% |