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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28040 | 2021-05-03 12:57:40 | 120.00 | 99% |
28009 | 2021-05-01 17:36:56 | 107.87 | 98% |
25681 | 2020-12-27 16:22:41 | 116.74 | 100% |