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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4165 | 2023-04-22 07:57:44 | 94.67 | 99% |
3743 | 2022-07-26 17:04:05 | 82.21 | 98% |
1019 | 2018-10-14 00:06:48 | 68.42 | 95% |