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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9376 | 2017-12-24 20:35:53 | 147.81 | 99% |
| 8672 | 2017-12-19 23:16:57 | 127.05 | 97% |
| 8108 | 2017-12-17 04:26:05 | 112.61 | 95% |
| 7953 | 2017-12-17 01:14:26 | 152.88 | 99% |
| 6692 | 2017-12-09 10:21:22 | 122.57 | 97% |