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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5824 | 2020-02-26 05:46:23 | 132.63 | 97% |
| 5525 | 2020-02-14 02:25:25 | 107.15 | 95% |
| 1889 | 2019-04-15 17:59:28 | 106.26 | 97% |