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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3100 | 2021-10-01 16:17:50 | 101.98 | 98% |
| 2290 | 2021-05-20 14:51:39 | 98.56 | 98% |
| 1604 | 2021-03-12 16:51:05 | 86.11 | 96% |