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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3851 | 2020-06-18 12:40:09 | 85.05 | 98% |
| 3035 | 2020-02-17 07:38:00 | 80.47 | 97% |
| 2817 | 2020-01-15 06:48:52 | 81.17 | 98% |