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 |
---|---|---|---|
13806 | 2020-11-14 00:12:50 | 127.79 | 99% |
7859 | 2018-11-15 17:02:35 | 100.27 | 96% |
6989 | 2017-12-19 02:49:36 | 106.99 | 98% |
6171 | 2017-10-11 23:52:36 | 104.16 | 96% |
5918 | 2017-09-27 21:28:55 | 115.22 | 98% |