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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4919 | 2022-02-12 07:28:09 | 116.34 | 99% |
2331 | 2021-03-14 15:52:06 | 88.86 | 98% |
1906 | 2020-12-23 15:29:16 | 79.31 | 96% |