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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3244 | 2019-03-16 07:38:25 | 87.33 | 98% |
| 1558 | 2018-01-12 06:23:54 | 81.56 | 98% |
| 1399 | 2018-01-04 12:39:03 | 78.44 | 98% |
| 504 | 2017-10-08 13:12:33 | 67.97 | 97% |
| 457 | 2017-09-24 14:41:42 | 65.52 | 97% |