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 |
---|---|---|---|
930 | 2020-11-04 22:05:30 | 78.44 | 97% |
911 | 2020-10-19 01:55:25 | 80.66 | 98% |
760 | 2019-07-09 00:11:09 | 68.33 | 96% |
423 | 2019-03-22 04:29:04 | 65.69 | 95% |