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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6233 | 2021-11-19 22:06:02 | 106.22 | 97% |
| 1406 | 2019-08-04 04:41:50 | 90.12 | 97% |
| 134 | 2019-07-21 15:48:32 | 86.23 | 98% |