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 |
---|---|---|---|
66266 | 2018-02-24 17:20:54 | 159.04 | 98% |
65932 | 2018-02-19 00:25:48 | 178.26 | 99% |
65109 | 2018-02-13 10:28:02 | 165.51 | 98% |
61570 | 2018-01-23 22:22:01 | 178.17 | 99% |
61289 | 2018-01-22 13:15:09 | 174.81 | 99% |
60293 | 2018-01-17 11:38:32 | 189.29 | 99% |
59804 | 2018-01-15 13:30:36 | 204.59 | 100% |
58330 | 2018-01-07 20:45:14 | 178.97 | 99% |