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From the time I was really little - maybe just a few months old - words were like sweet, liquid gifts, and I drank them like lemonade. I could almost taste them. They made my jumbled thoughts and feelings have substance. My parents have always blanketed me with conversation. They chattered and babbled. They verbalized and vocalized. My father sang to me. My mother whispered her strength into my ear.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
46708 2022-12-29 06:48:23 136.35 99%
44305 2021-08-26 01:37:04 135.56 99%
39619 2021-01-01 02:41:23 137.57 99%
36563 2020-11-05 06:37:43 135.47 99%
32642 2020-07-08 19:45:08 121.40 99%
31023 2020-06-12 22:14:25 117.21 98%
27674 2020-04-06 03:28:04 134.97 100%
26926 2020-03-19 00:33:15 116.52 99%
23508 2019-12-14 01:59:59 128.33 100%
20124 2019-09-19 15:11:37 91.36 98%
19654 2019-09-12 01:31:15 90.42 98%
16816 2019-05-29 18:40:16 126.36 99%
14728 2019-03-16 04:25:44 114.99 98%
14287 2019-03-01 03:44:32 129.63 99%
14182 2019-02-26 23:45:40 128.66 97%
14131 2019-02-25 03:14:21 114.36 98%
11349 2018-12-08 20:32:44 122.12 98%
11194 2018-12-02 22:51:19 127.05 99%
10436 2018-11-10 20:09:39 111.32 98%
4650 2018-05-02 23:17:52 114.67 99%
2475 2018-03-27 01:43:37 111.42 99%