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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485 | 2022-05-03 15:04:12 | 106.93 | 96% |
142 | 2021-09-28 21:02:45 | 90.96 | 96% |