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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2403 | 2022-03-29 13:54:14 | 73.93 | 96% |
1825 | 2022-02-03 22:32:18 | 64.28 | 94% |
1165 | 2021-12-30 20:49:34 | 42.08 | 93% |