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 |
---|---|---|---|
29585 | 2019-05-19 23:58:34 | 167.69 | 98% |
28076 | 2019-04-05 18:07:26 | 166.53 | 98% |
22192 | 2018-09-04 16:07:56 | 131.01 | 96% |
20204 | 2018-05-26 18:43:57 | 172.36 | 99% |
17700 | 2018-02-01 14:54:15 | 161.39 | 99% |
16965 | 2017-12-17 22:05:55 | 139.85 | 97% |
12720 | 2017-09-13 02:37:10 | 116.38 | 95% |
11952 | 2017-09-07 14:20:32 | 117.47 | 96% |