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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1654 | 2022-09-10 05:04:41 | 79.54 | 97% |
1348 | 2021-09-01 20:07:47 | 81.83 | 97% |
604 | 2021-04-16 07:11:14 | 74.09 | 98% |