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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9298 | 2021-06-20 08:41:49 | 92.72 | 95% |
1825 | 2021-01-04 15:21:57 | 88.80 | 98% |
1680 | 2021-01-01 13:56:39 | 74.44 | 96% |