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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4139 | 2023-04-20 06:02:22 | 107.17 | 97% |
3841 | 2022-11-11 06:13:47 | 90.01 | 96% |