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 |
---|---|---|---|
12273 | 2020-05-07 21:17:32 | 102.01 | 98% |
12044 | 2020-04-26 10:43:04 | 79.63 | 96% |
7654 | 2020-02-06 09:16:27 | 73.03 | 98% |
5289 | 2020-01-11 00:32:18 | 69.29 | 96% |