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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4093 | 2023-11-19 17:06:50 | 102.80 | 97.3% |
| 3253 | 2023-05-24 16:52:03 | 113.84 | 98.7% |