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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6671 | 2023-03-12 09:24:23 | 97.23 | 98% |
| 4732 | 2020-12-04 11:30:04 | 90.79 | 98% |
| 3734 | 2020-03-19 06:57:08 | 94.32 | 98% |