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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7051 | 2024-09-28 22:37:34 | 86.92 | 98.4% |
6803 | 2024-09-14 01:42:31 | 87.68 | 97.5% |
1769 | 2023-01-14 13:55:27 | 63.90 | 97% |