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 |
---|---|---|---|
5562 | 2019-07-24 19:22:36 | 138.41 | 97% |
4899 | 2019-05-22 11:40:23 | 168.54 | 98% |
4711 | 2019-05-13 17:43:26 | 169.92 | 100% |
3776 | 2019-04-04 09:01:54 | 178.68 | 99% |