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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3080 | 2021-01-11 19:55:05 | 111.62 | 98% |
1176 | 2019-08-08 03:10:29 | 121.51 | 100% |
1067 | 2019-07-30 06:43:14 | 111.40 | 98% |