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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9992 | 2021-11-01 06:29:57 | 75.91 | 98% |
6819 | 2018-02-09 10:28:18 | 73.00 | 99% |
6068 | 2017-10-18 15:35:26 | 69.86 | 98% |