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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7260 | 2022-08-12 00:39:49 | 104.13 | 98% |
6181 | 2022-08-03 01:39:18 | 103.95 | 98% |
818 | 2022-01-24 23:27:28 | 83.89 | 97% |