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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5959 | 2023-11-09 07:15:55 | 122.76 | 98.2% |
| 5261 | 2020-10-20 00:26:01 | 119.11 | 97% |