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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8734 | 2018-10-08 22:41:52 | 90.85 | 100% |
| 8674 | 2018-10-02 23:12:28 | 79.97 | 100% |
| 6242 | 2018-04-24 22:29:44 | 74.80 | 100% |