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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 154 | 2021-12-19 04:10:59 | 58.33 | 96% |
| 91 | 2021-12-01 05:35:38 | 52.47 | 96% |