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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9799 | 2019-03-02 16:59:33 | 145.97 | 97% |
| 6728 | 2018-09-17 23:01:06 | 139.27 | 98% |
| 3546 | 2018-04-14 14:17:25 | 150.09 | 98% |
| 1434 | 2018-01-23 22:22:07 | 139.37 | 98% |