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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11678 | 2025-04-16 14:20:54 | 118.22 | 96% |
| 9078 | 2020-06-24 02:39:34 | 130.78 | 98% |
| 8818 | 2020-06-22 19:46:13 | 137.32 | 97% |