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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7662 | 2022-12-22 21:55:50 | 130.75 | 97% |
6320 | 2019-02-12 13:38:15 | 93.85 | 95% |
5837 | 2018-11-08 07:42:51 | 128.01 | 97% |