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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2440 | 2021-05-03 20:08:08 | 101.30 | 96% |
1711 | 2021-04-05 18:46:09 | 101.26 | 97% |
1671 | 2021-03-27 22:18:12 | 99.16 | 98% |