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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9920 | 2020-03-13 06:23:35 | 110.83 | 98% |
| 8213 | 2019-03-29 04:23:34 | 115.60 | 99% |
| 7096 | 2018-12-08 16:44:04 | 113.16 | 98% |