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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8131 | 2024-04-18 03:24:40 | 84.38 | 97.1% |
| 7850 | 2024-03-05 05:30:07 | 93.35 | 97% |
| 6267 | 2020-07-20 15:25:10 | 92.74 | 98% |