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 |
---|---|---|---|
30100 | 2019-10-26 21:24:51 | 99.69 | 98% |
27447 | 2019-06-01 16:21:46 | 105.71 | 98% |
26703 | 2018-03-07 23:19:20 | 103.70 | 97% |
22988 | 2017-11-22 04:11:00 | 96.60 | 97% |