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 |
---|---|---|---|
3663 | 2018-01-19 08:18:36 | 157.24 | 97% |
2676 | 2018-01-09 00:57:46 | 158.57 | 97% |
1921 | 2017-12-31 00:11:19 | 161.53 | 98% |
950 | 2017-12-22 01:02:25 | 141.33 | 96% |
814 | 2017-12-19 23:57:37 | 146.52 | 97% |
550 | 2017-12-13 02:05:39 | 136.74 | 96% |