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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10034 | 2020-10-22 20:17:43 | 108.79 | 98% |
7216 | 2020-08-14 20:09:46 | 99.58 | 98% |
1150 | 2018-01-23 19:11:49 | 94.62 | 98% |