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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3905 | 2021-01-04 20:46:36 | 97.61 | 98% |
| 2907 | 2020-12-27 00:53:40 | 105.21 | 98% |
| 761 | 2018-11-08 20:38:37 | 87.17 | 97% |