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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3596 | 2024-12-02 07:05:32 | 124.85 | 97.8% |
| 732 | 2021-02-12 11:19:22 | 88.67 | 96% |
| 362 | 2021-02-04 15:17:01 | 100.31 | 97.5% |
| 133 | 2021-01-19 09:45:22 | 67.59 | 93% |