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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1753 | 2022-04-26 09:05:51 | 100.70 | 99% |
1638 | 2021-11-08 08:29:08 | 88.10 | 96% |
1370 | 2021-07-30 01:39:38 | 87.01 | 97% |