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 |
---|---|---|---|
8583 | 2020-08-04 05:04:38 | 96.35 | 97% |
7335 | 2020-04-15 12:46:05 | 104.49 | 98% |
932 | 2019-02-03 15:24:04 | 90.36 | 95% |