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 |
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18247 | 2019-01-22 06:31:25 | 106.21 | 98% |
17449 | 2019-01-10 05:29:55 | 115.30 | 100% |
17235 | 2018-12-31 21:10:33 | 107.60 | 97% |
15265 | 2018-09-30 12:40:18 | 105.19 | 98% |
12133 | 2018-08-04 16:10:59 | 100.94 | 98% |
9930 | 2018-07-20 02:54:37 | 89.84 | 98% |
8272 | 2018-06-25 14:58:47 | 108.56 | 98% |
5280 | 2018-03-04 19:58:24 | 102.37 | 98% |
4485 | 2018-01-28 14:43:24 | 99.76 | 98% |