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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13446 | 2022-03-08 16:04:27 | 97.28 | 97% |
12365 | 2020-04-26 04:06:13 | 113.69 | 98% |
11903 | 2019-10-17 02:30:20 | 101.65 | 97% |