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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 876 | 2022-07-02 00:07:41 | 90.08 | 98% |
| 602 | 2022-03-03 18:50:26 | 105.30 | 98% |
| 250 | 2022-02-18 03:03:35 | 116.39 | 99% |