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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5924 | 2024-01-28 23:16:47 | 90.55 | 99.2% |
| 4304 | 2022-07-14 06:23:06 | 77.06 | 97% |