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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1528 | 2020-03-02 04:54:14 | 71.13 | 95% |
| 1197 | 2018-01-04 03:35:46 | 71.95 | 96% |
| 1096 | 2017-12-05 11:07:51 | 68.65 | 96% |