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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974 | 2022-12-29 11:47:54 | 64.73 | 97% |
763 | 2022-12-25 21:52:27 | 67.32 | 97% |
657 | 2022-12-24 03:02:03 | 72.98 | 99% |