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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5990 | 2024-04-08 20:31:21 | 87.53 | 95.3% |
| 1194 | 2020-09-20 09:51:57 | 62.91 | 96% |
| 1088 | 2020-09-14 13:48:21 | 59.17 | 94% |