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 |
---|---|---|---|
3752 | 2021-05-19 15:19:47 | 76.18 | 97% |
2902 | 2021-04-22 05:33:02 | 75.38 | 98% |
1663 | 2020-03-18 02:54:11 | 72.80 | 98% |
1621 | 2020-03-15 12:43:48 | 74.23 | 99% |