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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7179 | 2022-01-18 13:47:23 | 66.34 | 99% |
4898 | 2018-05-08 17:12:26 | 60.09 | 96% |