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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7623 | 2022-08-14 09:29:23 | 93.76 | 98% |
5538 | 2020-12-07 07:28:27 | 97.58 | 96% |