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 |
---|---|---|---|
3349 | 2021-08-11 17:57:31 | 75.20 | 98% |
3071 | 2021-07-20 20:22:31 | 70.68 | 99% |
2608 | 2021-06-03 14:55:20 | 82.92 | 98% |
731 | 2019-11-15 09:47:14 | 61.85 | 98% |