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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9201 | 2021-07-28 09:56:15 | 110.01 | 100% |
6512 | 2020-09-17 21:09:38 | 89.68 | 99% |
3563 | 2019-03-28 16:15:13 | 90.56 | 98% |