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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4039 | 2020-02-14 11:38:22 | 70.72 | 96% |
| 545 | 2018-12-23 12:32:29 | 50.78 | 94% |
| 48 | 2018-12-07 12:07:56 | 44.62 | 97% |