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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7945 | 2021-05-09 21:23:03 | 122.12 | 100% |
5504 | 2021-04-15 03:10:25 | 110.60 | 99% |
2777 | 2021-03-16 10:10:33 | 104.79 | 98% |