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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5377 | 2020-01-08 04:04:33 | 75.71 | 95% |
4287 | 2019-06-29 04:05:19 | 73.93 | 95% |
2045 | 2018-12-27 01:01:20 | 67.49 | 95% |