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 |
---|---|---|---|
6661 | 2022-12-12 03:20:41 | 122.06 | 98% |
6100 | 2022-08-10 08:32:19 | 123.35 | 98% |
5309 | 2021-11-16 22:58:01 | 110.27 | 98% |
1874 | 2018-08-18 02:27:43 | 114.51 | 98% |