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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1597 | 2021-02-10 10:39:02 | 97.38 | 98.7% |
| 1373 | 2021-01-17 09:42:10 | 98.31 | 97% |
| 159 | 2021-01-05 07:43:58 | 88.28 | 97% |