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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5223 | 2022-04-08 14:45:50 | 63.28 | 95% |
5207 | 2022-04-07 13:34:10 | 63.32 | 96% |
2497 | 2021-09-27 12:53:10 | 56.12 | 97% |