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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2656 | 2023-02-16 11:15:59 | 109.81 | 98% |
1823 | 2021-11-26 17:54:56 | 127.51 | 97% |
514 | 2021-03-04 19:05:39 | 122.31 | 98% |