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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2973 | 2022-10-26 08:46:17 | 91.08 | 98% |
2617 | 2022-08-03 15:19:16 | 81.72 | 95% |
1887 | 2022-03-22 15:51:56 | 96.66 | 98% |