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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4168 | 2024-01-07 01:27:20 | 106.93 | 97.2% |
| 2308 | 2022-09-05 02:41:57 | 100.14 | 98% |