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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17034 | 2024-05-29 01:26:41 | 111.15 | 99% |
15925 | 2021-06-16 20:05:18 | 107.01 | 97% |
13720 | 2020-10-14 13:39:00 | 94.29 | 96% |