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 |
---|---|---|---|
13795 | 2019-06-24 00:59:13 | 155.65 | 99% |
12217 | 2019-04-07 23:28:01 | 137.37 | 98% |
10089 | 2018-11-07 01:45:11 | 147.62 | 99% |
9097 | 2018-10-14 07:14:28 | 156.06 | 99% |
6860 | 2018-07-19 11:42:52 | 147.92 | 99% |
1307 | 2018-01-22 03:21:36 | 113.22 | 97% |