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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4868 | 2021-01-11 04:06:16 | 89.53 | 98% |
| 4672 | 2021-01-06 03:23:41 | 99.51 | 98% |
| 4406 | 2020-12-23 01:52:07 | 106.54 | 99% |