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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3753 | 2022-09-13 20:23:53 | 78.90 | 99% |
3680 | 2022-09-13 18:36:35 | 85.22 | 99% |
3534 | 2022-09-10 06:21:45 | 73.86 | 98% |