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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9622 | 2019-08-02 18:32:02 | 89.28 | 98% |
| 8489 | 2019-06-13 13:38:30 | 102.75 | 99% |
| 6823 | 2019-04-15 17:59:33 | 93.20 | 99% |
| 3311 | 2018-09-21 17:36:08 | 100.88 | 97% |