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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1621 | 2024-02-13 22:04:02 | 100.60 | 98.1% |
| 787 | 2021-02-11 04:22:14 | 100.47 | 97% |