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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4762 | 2023-09-20 18:06:26 | 147.87 | 99% |
4424 | 2019-02-19 18:30:00 | 136.19 | 98% |
2774 | 2018-05-10 17:35:34 | 126.03 | 97% |