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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2347 | 2023-10-21 02:21:02 | 96.21 | 97% |
2146 | 2023-07-26 16:57:28 | 101.68 | 98% |