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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2659 | 2021-05-20 14:51:41 | 93.67 | 98% |
1363 | 2021-02-15 09:33:04 | 95.26 | 99% |
116 | 2020-12-08 17:54:28 | 77.38 | 99% |