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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1882 | 2022-01-13 08:58:44 | 74.05 | 96% |
1175 | 2021-08-19 21:38:43 | 69.15 | 97% |
775 | 2021-07-21 10:17:11 | 52.04 | 95% |