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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5340 | 2020-08-31 00:06:55 | 166.36 | 100% |
| 4672 | 2020-04-09 23:15:24 | 151.97 | 99% |
| 552 | 2018-07-09 17:18:53 | 150.31 | 99% |