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 |
---|---|---|---|
47470 | 2018-02-12 00:43:50 | 154.73 | 99% |
45980 | 2018-02-03 16:31:40 | 165.75 | 98% |
45286 | 2018-01-31 00:00:07 | 171.45 | 99% |
45227 | 2018-01-30 22:02:01 | 173.33 | 99% |
44828 | 2018-01-27 18:15:13 | 178.30 | 100% |
43254 | 2018-01-15 13:30:42 | 151.07 | 96% |
42403 | 2018-01-11 07:18:41 | 160.18 | 99% |
40211 | 2017-12-30 22:24:45 | 166.42 | 99% |
37588 | 2017-12-01 10:36:19 | 130.60 | 98% |
31219 | 2017-10-20 04:02:06 | 148.36 | 99% |
26941 | 2017-10-08 00:31:18 | 146.17 | 98% |
25819 | 2017-10-02 01:22:58 | 136.40 | 98% |
22943 | 2017-09-21 20:39:45 | 138.75 | 98% |
14596 | 2017-09-15 03:11:09 | 138.92 | 97% |