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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5296 | 2023-04-01 12:03:10 | 68.01 | 97% |
| 5294 | 2023-04-01 11:08:36 | 71.26 | 96% |
| 4768 | 2023-01-04 03:56:03 | 63.84 | 97% |