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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36642 | 2020-05-13 03:28:48 | 113.88 | 99% |
35533 | 2018-09-25 16:04:26 | 127.54 | 100% |
34698 | 2018-05-13 05:37:45 | 98.89 | 98% |