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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1023 | 2023-08-30 09:33:16 | 70.78 | 95% |
405 | 2022-02-03 03:05:57 | 46.99 | 94% |