Gold and rose, the color of the dream I had not too long ago. A misty blue and the lilac, too, never to grow old. There you were under the tree of song, sleeping so peacefully. In your hand a flower played, awaiting there for me. I have never laid eyes on you, not before this timeless day, but you walked and you once smiled my name, and you stole my heart away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1641 | 2022-08-07 06:07:07 | 64.42 | 97% |
| 163 | 2022-03-20 08:14:24 | 54.54 | 95% |