My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze, to laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way, to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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11526 | 2020-10-22 10:55:44 | 100.00 | 98% |
5443 | 2019-09-11 09:06:49 | 88.05 | 96% |
881 | 2019-01-15 08:22:25 | 103.26 | 98% |