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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1157 | 2021-01-21 01:11:23 | 92.16 | 96% |
943 | 2020-12-23 20:48:52 | 109.72 | 98% |
935 | 2020-12-22 08:19:12 | 100.69 | 97% |