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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7985 | 2020-06-06 03:19:36 | 98.65 | 97% |
| 7666 | 2020-05-28 03:34:46 | 93.46 | 98% |
| 2325 | 2020-03-17 03:48:23 | 93.58 | 99% |