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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8743 | 2025-06-03 13:34:28 | 111.64 | 98% |
| 2778 | 2021-12-27 12:03:07 | 106.50 | 98% |
| 483 | 2021-03-15 22:09:01 | 105.47 | 96% |