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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6240 | 2022-10-30 19:58:31 | 91.79 | 97% |
3039 | 2021-12-16 16:48:18 | 74.69 | 97% |