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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2707 | 2021-03-14 10:25:50 | 88.82 | 98% |
| 2556 | 2021-03-07 10:57:36 | 85.31 | 98% |
| 1250 | 2021-01-30 14:55:45 | 80.46 | 98.5% |