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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4840 | 2025-02-24 14:39:15 | 91.41 | 97.1% |
| 4320 | 2025-02-04 17:47:06 | 87.97 | 96.3% |
| 1649 | 2024-08-31 18:32:15 | 81.00 | 96.9% |