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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8809 | 2025-04-28 20:15:25 | 160.63 | 98.3% |
| 5719 | 2025-03-31 02:32:54 | 126.73 | 97.3% |
| 4725 | 2023-08-07 04:06:48 | 156.11 | 97.7% |