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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2143 | 2025-05-07 19:13:38 | 98.09 | 95.1% |
| 952 | 2018-09-07 12:09:10 | 98.72 | 97% |
| 463 | 2018-04-11 09:33:21 | 79.10 | 95% |