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 |
---|---|---|---|
7666 | 2020-04-05 13:36:25 | 118.76 | 98% |
6913 | 2020-02-15 09:06:06 | 126.55 | 98% |
6470 | 2019-11-27 14:43:29 | 134.84 | 100% |
1091 | 2018-10-04 18:22:11 | 76.87 | 96% |