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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2753 | 2022-03-11 09:14:13 | 81.72 | 97% |
2654 | 2021-11-05 14:43:46 | 75.88 | 96% |