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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2191 | 2022-08-12 00:39:49 | 102.20 | 97% |
| 1664 | 2022-07-24 07:18:36 | 94.29 | 97% |
| 691 | 2022-05-26 11:37:43 | 83.38 | 97% |