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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324 | 2021-09-30 02:42:25 | 42.24 | 94% |
319 | 2021-09-29 22:13:32 | 45.93 | 97% |
52 | 2021-09-16 04:01:05 | 49.02 | 98% |