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 |
---|---|---|---|
24682 | 2019-07-24 10:00:36 | 146.25 | 98% |
22755 | 2019-05-28 04:25:24 | 143.69 | 96% |
20399 | 2019-04-05 23:54:41 | 139.80 | 98% |
19969 | 2019-03-28 01:47:27 | 155.54 | 99% |
18922 | 2019-03-10 05:30:16 | 162.24 | 99% |
17898 | 2019-02-15 00:57:09 | 162.33 | 99% |
7544 | 2018-08-25 00:34:49 | 151.15 | 99% |
2400 | 2018-05-14 08:28:36 | 129.75 | 98% |