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 |
---|---|---|---|
10676 | 2020-09-22 16:30:28 | 99.23 | 97% |
8411 | 2019-12-23 22:22:19 | 110.34 | 98% |
8162 | 2019-11-29 07:00:31 | 114.44 | 98% |
6191 | 2019-07-01 05:59:21 | 97.53 | 97% |
3853 | 2019-02-09 19:23:30 | 88.22 | 97% |
580 | 2018-03-25 00:48:42 | 61.98 | 95% |
503 | 2018-03-22 11:54:17 | 46.74 | 92% |