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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2435 | 2023-08-21 12:32:24 | 96.76 | 97% |
1313 | 2019-10-15 15:01:07 | 83.34 | 98% |
1096 | 2019-07-29 10:06:58 | 82.38 | 97% |