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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11943 | 2024-04-15 05:00:35 | 127.39 | 99.3% |
| 10958 | 2020-10-17 02:22:41 | 124.62 | 99% |
| 3345 | 2019-06-16 17:07:30 | 104.08 | 98% |
| 2634 | 2019-06-06 22:49:01 | 109.75 | 98% |