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 |
---|---|---|---|
929 | 2021-11-03 18:01:06 | 123.15 | 100% |
830 | 2021-10-19 14:26:17 | 103.35 | 97% |
818 | 2021-10-18 21:04:56 | 118.33 | 98% |
704 | 2021-10-16 00:35:22 | 117.32 | 99% |
391 | 2021-08-07 19:17:20 | 102.87 | 97% |