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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5062 | 2023-07-30 11:16:10 | 64.43 | 93% |
2054 | 2022-03-22 12:00:39 | 67.29 | 94% |