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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2847 | 2023-04-30 16:27:04 | 131.20 | 99% |
1205 | 2021-08-24 09:23:24 | 125.97 | 99% |
929 | 2021-07-14 18:25:59 | 122.95 | 99% |