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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2876 | 2023-02-16 20:02:19 | 95.61 | 98% |
1907 | 2023-02-03 17:56:31 | 90.14 | 98% |
972 | 2023-01-27 18:07:48 | 86.94 | 97% |