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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14532 | 2018-08-02 20:51:59 | 121.56 | 98% |
| 14079 | 2018-05-10 17:35:34 | 124.74 | 98% |
| 12345 | 2018-01-08 19:28:53 | 123.78 | 98% |
| 11278 | 2017-11-20 19:31:55 | 107.93 | 97% |