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 |
---|---|---|---|
18430 | 2019-05-15 16:14:30 | 131.85 | 98% |
15776 | 2019-02-02 17:54:36 | 124.20 | 98% |
15099 | 2019-01-28 15:21:29 | 121.14 | 97% |
9663 | 2018-07-17 13:14:59 | 134.99 | 100% |
9272 | 2018-07-01 20:28:55 | 93.52 | 95% |
8819 | 2018-06-20 16:02:40 | 122.05 | 98% |
5848 | 2017-11-10 22:58:41 | 85.02 | 93% |
772 | 2017-09-10 00:16:08 | 76.46 | 96% |