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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20890 | 2020-07-24 10:45:43 | 141.83 | 100% |
20725 | 2020-07-22 09:05:10 | 123.91 | 99% |
18412 | 2019-08-28 15:32:22 | 134.83 | 99% |