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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1376 | 2021-02-15 02:59:14 | 82.92 | 95.8% |
1155 | 2021-01-14 01:55:24 | 87.64 | 97% |
511 | 2020-08-17 05:51:27 | 74.42 | 96% |