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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1598 | 2022-02-26 02:00:13 | 73.35 | 99% |
| 1414 | 2019-04-29 14:44:58 | 71.71 | 97% |
| 1099 | 2018-11-08 06:09:53 | 55.91 | 96% |