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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2697 | 2022-09-15 10:00:36 | 83.27 | 97% |
2356 | 2022-08-15 11:24:57 | 93.12 | 98% |
1414 | 2021-03-05 05:05:24 | 78.54 | 95% |