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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5892 | 2018-08-30 08:19:36 | 90.99 | 97% |
4861 | 2018-02-28 04:16:14 | 86.68 | 98% |
4454 | 2017-09-25 03:49:30 | 80.88 | 97% |