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 |
---|---|---|---|
21920 | 2020-07-06 08:50:16 | 167.72 | 98% |
20318 | 2020-06-16 04:40:50 | 168.76 | 99% |
5706 | 2020-01-12 22:18:40 | 149.02 | 98% |
3661 | 2019-11-26 08:35:21 | 163.65 | 100% |
925 | 2019-04-30 18:33:59 | 140.21 | 98% |