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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2909 | 2019-06-21 17:00:05 | 142.03 | 99% |
| 2170 | 2018-12-20 14:04:35 | 144.83 | 98% |
| 1759 | 2018-11-28 13:54:12 | 142.67 | 98% |
| 709 | 2018-10-18 14:39:29 | 133.31 | 98% |