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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 575 | 2018-03-28 20:49:23 | 110.06 | 97% |
| 487 | 2018-03-06 00:08:13 | 113.53 | 96% |
| 138 | 2017-09-08 07:52:01 | 97.94 | 96% |