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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90168 | 2022-06-03 19:15:00 | 122.57 | 96% |
88908 | 2022-02-11 03:59:51 | 127.98 | 99% |