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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3479 | 2018-07-13 19:39:25 | 114.65 | 98% |
| 3348 | 2018-07-09 18:36:14 | 116.71 | 98% |
| 1689 | 2018-05-09 04:09:45 | 90.50 | 96% |
| 599 | 2018-04-11 00:36:05 | 96.17 | 98% |