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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1440 | 2025-09-01 08:01:35 | 116.25 | 98% |
| 1240 | 2024-02-05 11:23:31 | 73.63 | 97.2% |
| 1142 | 2023-10-18 02:18:29 | 98.01 | 97.8% |
| 390 | 2022-06-06 10:46:25 | 78.27 | 97% |