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 |
---|---|---|---|
2421 | 2023-01-17 15:06:01 | 93.32 | 98% |
1944 | 2022-12-19 07:30:41 | 89.45 | 97% |
1736 | 2022-12-05 04:41:34 | 85.62 | 98% |