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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3907 | 2021-10-02 11:53:59 | 99.69 | 96% |
2211 | 2021-03-04 05:22:44 | 75.73 | 96% |
962 | 2021-01-27 08:57:52 | 78.33 | 96% |