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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4786 | 2024-04-10 00:16:32 | 106.58 | 97.9% |
3466 | 2023-07-09 05:19:38 | 128.95 | 99% |
1565 | 2020-12-30 18:15:22 | 103.42 | 98% |