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 |
---|---|---|---|
17127 | 2019-01-29 02:30:17 | 93.22 | 97% |
16064 | 2018-11-24 02:11:29 | 103.62 | 98% |
15610 | 2018-10-16 02:43:34 | 103.48 | 98% |
14834 | 2018-09-10 04:50:59 | 106.04 | 98% |
14316 | 2018-08-21 05:13:17 | 119.27 | 99% |
13938 | 2018-07-09 05:30:41 | 113.73 | 99% |
10959 | 2018-02-26 00:03:36 | 94.33 | 98% |