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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3837 | 2022-05-12 19:06:51 | 80.37 | 97% |
2517 | 2022-04-20 15:17:14 | 69.02 | 96% |
521 | 2022-03-15 18:59:15 | 78.89 | 98% |