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 |
---|---|---|---|
29778 | 2024-03-26 03:44:12 | 203.68 | 99% |
24106 | 2020-03-28 11:07:34 | 181.54 | 99.3% |
23544 | 2019-10-23 18:05:00 | 168.53 | 99.3% |
18245 | 2018-11-21 00:27:32 | 151.87 | 98.2% |
16321 | 2018-09-04 01:16:37 | 164.28 | 98.2% |
12520 | 2018-04-25 03:57:51 | 145.09 | 97% |
11526 | 2018-04-02 04:34:51 | 162.93 | 99% |
9621 | 2018-01-29 04:44:14 | 158.72 | 99% |
9485 | 2018-01-17 04:04:37 | 128.84 | 96% |
8240 | 2017-12-14 18:37:11 | 129.89 | 97% |
7480 | 2017-11-29 23:37:09 | 147.67 | 97% |
5589 | 2017-10-08 00:31:23 | 122.06 | 96% |
5025 | 2017-10-01 01:39:30 | 141.41 | 97% |