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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893 | 2022-11-13 17:31:47 | 175.22 | 99% |
168 | 2022-10-22 20:45:35 | 173.46 | 100% |
21 | 2022-10-22 11:57:13 | 173.25 | 100% |