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 |
---|---|---|---|
6769 | 2024-02-07 05:35:25 | 140.06 | 99.3% |
4951 | 2022-09-05 05:17:12 | 122.35 | 99% |
3592 | 2021-03-03 17:54:57 | 106.40 | 97% |
3334 | 2021-02-01 02:29:01 | 113.44 | 97.5% |