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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7174 | 2020-01-07 21:19:05 | 109.42 | 98% |
4329 | 2019-02-23 12:47:12 | 101.60 | 96% |
1352 | 2017-09-26 15:26:36 | 93.49 | 97% |