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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23085 | 2017-10-20 15:14:58 | 72.79 | 96% |
| 22860 | 2017-10-20 05:52:48 | 80.79 | 97% |
| 19602 | 2017-09-22 12:09:21 | 79.30 | 97% |